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Chaplain  in  Ordinary,  Poet-Laureat, 

4  Ungodly  m^RITANNICK  MAJESTY". 
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OF     THE 

PSALMS. 


Psalm    I.     Common  Metre. 

1  TJOW  bleft  is  he,  who  ne'er  confents 
il     By  ill  advice  to  walk  : 

Nor  Hands  in  tinners'  ways,  nor  fits 
Where  men  profanely  talk  ! 

2  But  makes  the  perfect  law  of  God 

His  bus'nefs  and  delight  ; 

Devoutly  reads  therein  by  day, 

And  meditates  by  night. 

3  Like  fome  fair  tree,  which,  fed  by  ftreams, 

With  timely  fruit  does  bend, 
He  ftill  mail  flourifh,   and  fuccefs 
.    All   his  defigns  attend. 

4  Ungodly  men,  and  their  attempts, 

No  lading  root  fhall  find, 
Untimely  blaiied,  and  difpersM, 
Like  chaff  before  the  wind. 

5  Their  guilt  (hall  flrike  the  wicked  dumb 

Before  the  Judge's  face  : 
No  fotmal  hypocrite  (hall  then 
Among  the  faints  have  place  : 

6  For  God  approves  the  juft  man's  ways, 

To  happinefs  they  tend  : 
But  finners,  and  the  paths  they  tread, 
Shall  both  in  ruin  end. 


4  PSALM    II, 


Psalm    II.     Common  Metre. 

1  "TXTITH  refllefs  and  ungovern'd  rage, 

V  V      Why  do  the  heathen  ftorm  > 
Why  in  fuch  rafh  attempts  engage, 
As  they  can  ne'er  perform  ? 

2  The  great  in  counfel  and  in  might, 

Their  various  forces  bring  ! 
Again  ft  the  .Lord  they  all  unite, 
And  his  anointed  King. 

3  "  Mud  we  fubmit  to  their  commands  ?" 

Prefumptuoufly  they  fay  : 
"  No,  let  us  break  their  flavifh  bands, 
"  And  call  their  chains  away." 

4  But  God,  who  fits  enthron'd  on  high, 

And  fees  how  they  combine, 
Does  their  confpiring  ftrength  defy, 
And  mocks  their  vain  defign. 

5  Thick  clouds  of  wrath  divine  (hall  break 

On  his  rebellious  foes  : 
And  thus  will  he  in  thunder  fpeak 
To  all  that  dare  oppofe  : 

6  "  Though  madly  you  difpute  my  will, 

11  The  King  that  I  ordain, 
"  Whofe  throne  is  fix'd  on  Sion's  hill, 
*'  Shall  there  fecurely  reign." 

-   Attend,  O  earth,  whilft  I  declare 
God's  uncontrol'd  decree  : 
"  Thou  art  my  Son  ;    this  day,  my  Heir, 
44  Have  I  begotten  thee. 
$  "  Afk,  and  receive  thy  full  demands  ; 
•«  Thine  mail  the  heathen  be  : 
"  The  utmoft  limits  of  the  lands 
««  Shall  be  poffefs'd  by  thee, 


PSALM    III.,  5 

9  "  Thy  threat'ning  fccptre  thou  (halt  fhake, 

tx  And  crnih  them  ev'ry  where  j 
"  As  marTy  bars  of  iron  break 

"  The  potter's  Lrittle  Ware." 
jo  Learn,  then,  ye  princes,  and  give  ear, 

Ye  judges  of  the  earth  ; 
ii  Worfhip  the  Lord  with  holy  fear  ; 

Rejoice  with  awful  mirth. 

1 2  Appeafe  the  Son  with  due  refpect, 

Your  timely  homage  pay  ; 
Laft  he  revenge  the  bold  negle£l, 
Ineens'd  by  your  delay. 

13  If  but  in  part  his  anger  rife, 

Who  can  endure  the  flarae  ? 
Then  bled  are  they  whofe  hope  relies 
On  his  mod  holy  name. 

Psalm    III.     Common  Metre. 

1  T  TOW  numerous,  Lord,  cf  late  are  grown 
jLjL   The  troublers  of  my  peace  ! 

And  as  their  numbers  hourly  rife, 
So  does  their  rage  increafe. 

2  Infulting>  they  my  foul  upbraid, 

And  him  whom  I  adore  : 
The  God  in  whom  he  trufts,  fa}r  they, 
Shall  refcue  him  no  more. 

3  But  thou,  D  Lord,  art  my  defence; 

On  thee  my  hopes  rely  : 
Thou  art  my  glory,  and  fhalt  yet 
Lift  up  my  head  o'n  high. 

4  Since  whenfoe'er,  in  like  diftrefs, 

To  God  I  made  my  pray'r, 

He  heard  me  from  his  holy  bill  ; 

Why  mould  I  now  defpair-? 


6  PSALM    IV. 

5  Guarded  by  him,  I  laid  me  downr 

My  fweet  repofe  to  take  : 
For  I  through  him  fecurely  fleep, 
Through  him  in  fafety   wake. 

6  No  force  nor  fury  of  my  foes 

My  courage  (hall  confound, 
Were  they  as  many  hofts  as  men, 
That  hare  befet  me  round. 

7  An'fe,  and  fave  me,  O  my  God, 

Who  oft  haft  own'd  my   caufe, 
And  fcatter'd  oft  thefe  foes  to  me, 
And  to  thy  righteous  laws. 

8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs  ; 

He  only  can  defend  : 
His  blefiing  he  extends  to  all 
That  on  his  pow'r  depend. 

Psalm    IV.     Common  Metre. 

1  f*%  LORD,  thou  art  my  righteous  Judge, 
\_J      To  my  complaints  give  ear  ; 
Thou  ft  ill  redeem'ft   me  from  diftrefs  ; 

Have  mercy,  Lord,  and  hear. 

2  How  long  will  ye,  O  fons  of  men, 

To  blot  my  fame  devife  ? 
How  long  your  vain  defigns  purfue, 
And  fpread  malicious  lies  ? 

j   Confider  that  the  righteous  man' 
Is  God's  peculiar  choice  ; 
And  "when  to  him  I  make  my  pray'r, 
He  always  hears  my  voice. 
x  Then  Hand  in  awe  of  his  commands, 
Flee  ev'ry  thing  that's  ill  ; 
Commune  in  private  with  your  hearts, 
A  nd  bend  them  to  his  will. 


PSALM    V.  7 

5  The  place  of  other  facrlfice 

Let  righteoufnefs  fupply  ; 
And  let  your  hope,  fecurely  fix'd, 
On  God  alone  rely. 

6  While  worldly  minds  impatient  grow 

More  profp'rous  times  to  fee  ; 
Still  let  the  glories  of  thy  face 
Shine  brightly,  Lord,  on  me. 

7  So  fhall  my  heart  o'erflow  with  joy, 

More  lafting,  and  more  true, 
Than  theirs,  who  flores  of  corn  and  wine 
Succeflively  renew. 

8  Then  down  in  peace  I'll  lay  my  head, 

And  take  my  needful  reft  : 
No  other  guard,   O  Lord,  I  crave, 
Of  thy  defence  poffell. 

Psalm    V.     Common  Metre. 

1  "        ORD,  hear  the  voice  of  my  complaint, 

1  J     Accept  my  fecret  pray'r  : 

2  To  thee  alone,   my  King,   my  God, 

Will  I  for  help  repair. 

3  Thou  in  the  morn  my  voice  malt  hear, 

And  with  the  dawning  day 
To  thee  devoutly  I'll  look  up, 
To  thee  devoutly  pray. 

4  For  thou  th^  wrongs  that  I  fuftain 

Canft  never,  Lord,  approve  ; 
Who  .from  thy  facred  dwelling  place 
All  evil  doft  remove  : 

5  Not  loog  (hall  ftnbborn  fools  remain 

Unpunifh'd  in  thy  view  ; 
All  fuch  as  a&  unrighteous  things, 
Thy  vengeance   fiiall  purfue. 


8  PSALM    VL 

6  The  fland'ring  tongue,  O  God  of  truth, 

By  thee  (hall  be  deftroy'd  ; 
Who  hat'ft  alike  the  man  in  blood 
"     And  in  deceit  employ'd. 

7  But  when  thy  boundlefs  grace  fhall  me 

To  thy  lov'd  courts  reftore, 
On  thee  I'll  fix  my  longing  eyes, 
And  humbly  there  adore. 

8  Conduct  me  by  thy  righteous  laws  ; 

For  watchful  is  my  foe  : 
Therefore,  O  Lord,  make  plain  the  way, 
Wherein  I  ought  to  go. 

9  Their  mouths  vent  nothing  but  deceit  ; 

Their  heart  is  fet  on  wrong  ; 
Their  throat  is  a  devouring  grave  ; 
They  flatter  with  their  tongue. 

io  By  their  own  counfels  let  them  fall, 
Opprefs'd  with  loads  of  fin  ; 
For  they  againft:  thy  righteous  laws 
Have  harden'd  rebels  been. 

1 1  But  let  all  thofe  who  truft  in  thee, 

With  (houts  their  joy  proclaim  ; 
Let  them  rejoice  whom  thou  prefcrv'ft, 
and  all  that  love  thy  name. 

1 2  To  righteous  men,  the  righteous  Lord 

His  blefiing  will  extend  : 
And  with  his  favour  all  his  fafntSj. 
As  with  a  fliield,  defend. 

Psalm    VI.     Common  Metre. 

I    rT^HY  dreadful  anger,   Lord,   reftrain, 
I       And  fpare  a  wretch  forlorn  : 
Correct  me  not  in  thy  fierce   wrath, 
Too  heavy  to  be  borne. 


PSALM    VI.  9 

2  Have  mercy,  Lord,  for  I  grow  faint, 

Unable  to  endure 
The  anguifh  of  my  aching' bones, 
Which  thou  alone  canft  cure. 

3  My  tortur'd  flefh  diftra&s  my  mind, 

And  fills  my  foul  with  grief : 
But,  Lord,  how  long  wilt  thou  delay 

To  grant  me  thy  relief  ? 
4.  Thy  wonted  goodnefs,  Lord,  repeat, 

And  eafe  my  troubled  foul  : 
Lord,  for  thy  wond'rous   mercy's  fake, 

Vouchfafe  to  make  me  whole. 

5  For  after  death  no  more  can  I 

Thy  glorious  adis  proclaim  : 
No  pris'ner  of  the  filent  grave 
Can  magnify  thy  name. 

6  Quice  tir'd  with  pain,  with  groaning  faint. 

No  hope  of  eafe  I  fee  ; 
The  night,  that  quiets  common  griefs, 
Is  fpent  in  tears  by  me. 

7  My  beauty  fades,  my  fight  grows  dim, 

My  eyes  with  weaknefs  clofe  ; 
Old  age  o'ertakes  me,  whilft  I  thjnk 
On  my  infulting  foes. 

8  Depart,  ye'wicked'  ;  in  my  wrongs 

Ye  mail  no   more  rejoice  ; 
For  God,  I  find,  accepts  my  tears, 
And  liftens  to  my  voice. 

9,  10  He  hears,  and  grants  my  humble  pray'r  5.. 
And  they  that  wiih  my  fall, 
Shall  blufh  and  rage  to  fee  that  God 
Protects  me  from  them  all. 


io  PSALM    VII. 

Psalm    VII. .    Common  Metre, 

i   /"\   LORD,  my  God,  fince  I  have  plac'd 
\^f      My  trull  alone  in  thee, 
From  all  my  perfecutors'  rage 
Do  thou  deliver  me. 
2  To  fave  me  from  my  threatening  foe, 
Lord,  interpofe  thy  pow'r  j 
Left,  like  a  favage  lion,  he 
My  helplefs  foul  devour. 

3,4  If  I  am  guilty,  or  did  e'er 
Againft  his  peace  combine  ; 
Nay,  if  I  have  not  fpav'd  his  life, 
Who  fought  unjuftly  mine  ; 

5  Let  then  to  perfecuting  foes 

My  foul  become  a  prey  ; 
Let  them  to  earth  tread  down  my  life, 
In  dud  my  honour  lay. 

6  Arife,  and  let  thine  anger,  Lord, 

In  my  defence  engage  ; 
Exalt  thyfelf  above  my  foes, 

And  their  infulting  rage  : 
Awake,  awake,  in  my  behalf, 

The  judgment  to  difpenfe, 

Which  thou  halt  rightcoufly  ordain'd 

For  injur'd   innocence. 

• 

7  So  to  thy  throne  adoring  crowds 

Shall  fiili  for  juftice  fly  : 
O  !   therefore,  for  their  fakes,  refnme 
Thy  judgment  feat  on  high. 

8  Impartial  Judge  of  all  the  world, 

I  trnft  my  caufe  to  thee  ; 
According  to  my  juft.  deferts, 
So  let  thy  fenttnee  be. 


PSALM    VIII.  ii 

5  Let  wicked  arts,  and  wicked  men, 
Together  be  o'erthrownj 
But  guard  the  juft,  thou  God,  to  whom 
The  hearts  of  both  are  known. 
10,  li   God  me  protects  ;   not  only  me, 
But  all  of  upright  heart  ; 
And  daily  lays  up  wrath  for  thofe 
Who  from  his  laws  depart. 

4  2  If  they  perfift,  he  whets  his  fword, 
His  bow  {lands  ready  bent  ; 

13  Ev'n  now,  with  fvvift  deftruclion  wing'd, 

His  pointed  fhafts  are  fent. 

14  The  plots  are  fruitlefs,   which  my  foe 

Unjuftly  did  conceive  : 

15  The  pit  he  digg'd  for  me,  has  prov'd 

His  own  untimely  grave. 

16  On  his  own  head  his  fpite  returns, 

WhilH  1  from  harm  am  free  : 
On  him  the  violence  ie  fall'n, 
Which  he  defign'd  for  me. 

17  Therefore  will  I  the  righteous  ways 

Of  Providence  proclaim  ; 
I'll  fing  the  praife  of  God  moft  high, 
And  celebrate  his  name. 

Psalm   VIII.     Common  Metre, 

1  /^   THOU,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow, 
KJ     Within  this  earthly  frame, 
Through  all  the  world,  how  great  art  thou  ! 

How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 
In  Heaven  thy  wond'rous  acl;s  are  fung, 
Nor  fully  reckon'd  there  ; 

2  And  yet  thou  mak'ft  the  infant  tongue 

Thy  boundlefs  praife  declare. 


12  PSALM    IX. 

Through  thee  the  weak  confound  the  ftrong, 
And  crufh  their  haughty  Foes  ; 

And  fo  thou  quell'ft  the  wicked  throng, 
That   thee  and  thine  oppofc- 

3  When  Heav'n,  thy  beauteous  work  on  high, 

Employs  my  wond'ring  fight  ; 
The  moon,  that  nightly  rules  the  ficy, 
With  ftars  of  feebler  light  ; 

4  What's  man  (fay  I),  that,  Lord,  thou  lov'ft 

To  keep  him  in  thy  mind  ? 
Or  what  his  offspring,  that  thou  prov'ft 
To  them  fo  wond'rous  kind  ? 

5  Him  next  in  pow'r  thou  didft  create 

To  thy  celeftial  train, 

6  Ordain'd  with  dignity  and  Hate 

O'er  all  thy  works  to  reign. 

7  They  jointly  own  his  pow'rful  fway, 

The  beads  that  prey  or  graze  ; 

8  The  bird  that  wings  its  airy  way  ; 

The  fifh  that  cuts  the  feas, 

9  O  thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow, 

Within  this  earthly  frame, 
Through  all  the  world,  how  great  art  thou  ! 
How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 

Psalm    IX.     Common  Metre. 
i 

i   r"T,0  celebrate  thy  praife,  O  Lord, 
1,        I  will  my  heart  prepare  ; 
To  all  the  liil'ning  world  thy    works, 
Thy  wond'rous  works  declare. 
2  The  thought  of  them  (hall  to  my  foul 
Exalted  pleafures  bring  ; 
Whilft  to  thy  name,   O  thou  Moft  High  ! 
Triumphant  praife  I  ling. 


PSALM    IX.  13 

3  Thou  mad'ft  my  haughty  foes  to  turn 

Their  backs  in  fhameful  .flight  : 
Struck  with  thy  prefence,  down  they  fell  1 
They  perifti'd  at  thy  fight. 

4  Againft  infulting  foes  advanc'd, 

Thou  didft  my  caufe  maintain  ; 
My  right  averting  from  thy  throne, 
Where  truth  and  juftice  reign. 

5  The  infolence  of  heathen  pride 

Thou  haft  redue'd  to  mame  ; 
Their  wicked  offspring  quite  deftroy'd, 
And  blotted  out  their  name. 

6  Miftaken  foes,  your  haughty  threats 

Are  to  a  period  come  ; 
Our  city  ftands,  which  you  defign'd 
To  make  our  common  tomb. 

7,  8  The  Lord  forever  lives,  who  has 
His  righteous  throne  prepar'd  5 
Impartial  juftice  to  difpenfe, 
To  punifli  or  reward. 

9  God  is  a  conftant,  fure  defence 

Againft  oppreffing  rage  ; 
As  troubles  rife,  his  needful  aids 
In  our  behalf  engage. 

10  All  thofe  who  have  his  goodncfi  prov'd 

Will  in  his  truth  confide  ; 
Whofe  mercy  ne'er  forfook  the  man 
That  on  his  help  rely'd. 
ii  Sing  praifes  therefore  to  the  Lord, 
From  Sion  his  abode  ; 
Proclaim  his  deeds,  'till  all  the  world 
Confefs  no  other  God. 
B 


14  PSALM    IX. 

PART    II. 

12  When  he  inquiry  makes  for  blood, 

He  calls  the  poor  to  mind  : 
The  injur'd  humble  man's  complaint, 
Redrefs  from  him  (hall  find. 

13  Take  pity  on  my  troubles,  Lord, 

Which  fpiteful  foes  create, 
Thou  that  haft  refcu'd  me  fo  oft 
From  death's  devouring  gate. 

14  In  Sion  then  I'll  fmg  thy  praife, 

To  all  that  love  thy  name  ; 
And  with  loud  fhouts  of  grateful  joy 
Thy  faving  povv'r  proclaim. 

15  Deep  in  the  pit  they  digg'd  for  me, 

The  heathen  pride  is  laid  ; 
Their  guilty  feec  to  their  own  fnare 
Infenfibly  betray 'd. 

16  Thus,  by  the  j uft  returns  he  makes, 

The  mighty  Lord  is  known  ; 
While  wicked  men  by  their  own  plots 
Are  mamcfully  o'erthrown, 

17  No  fingle  finner  fhall  efcape, 

By  privacy  obfeur'd  ; 
Nor  nation  from  his  juftV  revenge, 
By  numbers  be  fecur'd. 

18  His  fufPring  faints,  when  moft  diftrefs'd, 

He  ne'er  forgets  to  aid  ; 
Their  expectations  (hall  be  crown'd, 
Though  for  a  time  delay'd. 

1 9  Arife,  O  Lord,  affert  thy  pow'r, 

And  let  not  man  o'ercorne  ; 
Defcend  to  judgment,  and  pronounce 
The  guilty  heathen's  doom. 


PSALM    X.  15 

30  Strike  terror  through  the  nations  round, 
'Till,  by"  commenting  fear, 
They  to  each  other,  and  themfelves, 
But  mortal  men  appear. 

Psalm   X.     Common  Metre. 

*r  I  1  HYprefence  why  withdraw*!!  thou, Lord  ? 
JL        Why  hid'ft  thou  now  thy  face, 
When  difmal  times  of  deep  diftrefs 
Call  for  thy  wonted  grace  ? 

2  The  wicked,  fwell'd  with  lawlefd  pride,. 

Have  made  the  poor  their  prey  : 
O  let  them  fall  by  thofe  defigns 
Which  they  for  others  lay. 

3  For  ftrait  they  triumph,  if  fuceef& 

Their  thriving  crimes  attend  ; 
And  fordid  wretches,  whom  God  hates, 
Perverfely  they  commend. 

4  To  own  a  Pow'r  above  themfelves* 

Their  haughty  pride  difdains  j 
And  therefore  in  their  ftubborn  mind 
No  thought  of  God  remains. 

5  Opprefiive  methods  they  purfue, 

And  all  their  foes  they  flight  ; 
Becaufe  thy  judgments  unobferv'd 
Are  far  above  their  fight. 

6  They  fond!y5§iitifc  their  profp'rous  ftate 

Shall  unmolefted  be  ; 
They  think  their  vain  defigns  mall  thrive, 
From  all  misfortune  free. 

7  Vain  and  deceitful  is  their  fpeech, 

With  curfes  fill'd,  and  lies  ; 
By  which  the  mifchief  of  their  heart 
They  fludy  to  difguife.. 


i6  PSALM    X. 

8  Near  publfck  roads  they  lie  conceal'd, 

And  all  their  art  employ,    v 
The  innocent  and  poor  at  once 
To  rifle  and  deftroy. 

9  Not  lions,  couching  in  their  dens, 

Surprize  their  heediefs  prey 

With  greater  cunning,  or  exprefs 

More  favage  rage  than  they. 

10  Sometimes  they  aft  the  harmlefs  man, 

And  modeft  looks  they  wear  ; 
That,  fo  deceiv'd,  the  poor  may  lefs 
Their  fudden  onfet  fear. 

PART     II, 

1 1  For  God,  they  think,  no  notice  takes 

Of  their  unrighteous  deeds  ; 
He;  never  minds  the  fufFring  poor, 
Nor  their  oppreffion   heeds. 
13  But  thou,  O  Lord,  at  length  arife, 
Stretch  forth  thy  mighty  arm  ; 
And,  by  the  greatnefs  of  thy  pow'r, 
Defend  the  poor  from  harm. 

13  No  longer  let  the  wicked  vaunt, 

And,  proudly  boailing,  fay, 
"  The  Lord  regards  not  what  we  do  ; 
"  He   never  will  re-pay." 

14  But,  fine,  thou  feed,  and  all  their  deed3 

Impartially  doft  try  : 
The  orphan,  therefore,  and  the  poor, 
On  thee  for  aid  rely. 

25  Defencelefs  let  the  wicked  fall, 
Of  all  their  ftrength  bereft  ;    .    t 
Confound,  O  God,  their  dark  defigns> 
Till  no  remains  are  left,. 


PSALM    XI.  4f 

16  Affert  thy  juft  dominion,  Lord, 

Which  {hall  for  ever  ftand  ; 
Thou,  who  the  heathen  didft  expel 
From  this  thy  chofen  land. 

17  Thou  doft  the  humble  fuppliants  hear, 

That  to  thy  throne  repair  ; 
Thou  firft  prepar'ft  their  hearts  to  pray,- 
And  then  accept'fl  their  pray'r. 

1 8  Thou  in  thy  righteous  judgment  weigh'fl1 

The  fatherlefs  and  poor  j 
That  fo  the  tyrants  of  ihe  earth 
May  perfecute  no  more. 

P  s  a;  l  m    XI .     Common  Metre. 

1  Q INCE  I  have  plac'd  my  truft  in  God, 
O      A  refuge,  always  nigh, 

Why  fhould  I,  like  a  tim'rous  bird, 
To  diftant  mountains  fly  ? 

2  Behold  the  wicked  bend  their  bow, 

And  ready  fix  their  dart, 
Lurking  in  ambufh  to  deftroy 
The  man  of  upright  heart. 

3  When  once  the  firm  afTurance  fails, 

Which  publick  faith  imparts, 
'Tis  time  for  innocence  to  fly 
From  fuch  deceitful  arts. 
4.  The  Lord  hath  both  a  temple  here, 
And  righteous  throne  above  ; 
Where  he  furveys  the  fons  of  men, 
And  how  their  counfels  move. 

5  If  God,  the  righteous,  whom  he  loves,, , 
For  trial  does  correct, 
What  muft  the  fons  of  violence, 
Whom  he  abhors,  expe&  ? 
B  2 


i*  P-SALM.  XIL 

6  Snares,  fire,  and  brirtvftone,  on  their  heads 

Shall  in  one  tempeft  fliow'r  ; 
This  dreadful  mixture  his  revenge 
Into  their  cup  (hall  pour. 

7  The  righteous  Lord  will  righteous  deed* 

With  fignal  favour  grace  ; 

And  to  the  upright  man  difclofe 

The  brightnefs  of  hi3  face. 

• —  i . 

Psalm    XII.     Common  Metre. 

\    O  INCE  godly  men  decay,  O  Lord, 
|^      Do  thou  my  caufe  defend  ; 
For  fcaree  thefe  wretched  days  afford 
One  juft  and  faithful  friend. 

2  One  neighbour  now  can  fcarce  believe 

What  t'other  does  impart  : 
With  ftatt'ring  lips  they  all  deceive, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

3  But  lips  that  with  deceit  abound, 

Can  never  profper  long  ; 
God'6  righteous  vengeance  will  confound 

The  proud  blafpheming  tongue. 
4.  In  vain  thofe  foolifh  boafters  fay, 

"  Our  tongues  are  fure  our  own  ; 
"With  doubtful  words  we'll  ftill  betray* 

"  And  be  control'd  by  none." 

5   For  God,  who  hears  the  SifPring  poor,. 
And  their  oppreflion  knows, 
Will  foon  arife,  and  give  them  reft, 
In  fpite  of  all  their  foes. 

4  The  word  of  God  (hall  ftill  abide, 

And  void  of  falfhood  be, 
As  is  the  fiUer,  fev'n  times  try'd, 
From  drofTy   mixture  free. 


PSALM   XIII. 


19 


7  The  promife  of  his  aiding  grace 
Shall  reach  its  purpos'd  end  : 
His  fervants  from  this  faithlefs  race 
He  ever  (hall  defend. 
§  Then  fhall  the  wicked  be  perplex'd, 
Nor  know  which  way  to  fly  ; 
When  thofe  whom  they  defpis-'d  and  vex'dj 
Shall  be  advanc'd  on  high. 

Psalm    XI I L     Common  Metre. 

1  T  TOW  long  wilt  thou  forget  me,  Lord  ? 
JTjL      MuH  I  forever  monrn  ? 

How  long  wilt  thou  withdraw  from  me, 
Oh  !   never  to  return  ? 

2  How  long  fhall  anxious  thoughts  my  foul, 

And  grief  my  heart  opprefs  ? 
How  long  my  enemies  infult, 
And  I  have  no  redrefs  ? 

3  Oh,  hear  !  and  to  my  longing  eyes 

Reftore  thy  wonted  light  ; 
And  fuddenly,  or  I  mail  fleep 
In   everlafting  night. 

4  Reftore  me,  left  they  proudly  boafi: 

'Twas  their  own    ftrength  o'ercarae  ? 
Permit  not  them  that  vex  my  foul, 
To  triumph  in  my  fhame. 

5  Since  I  have  alway*  plac'd  my  truft 

Beneath  thy  mercy's  wing, 
Thy  faving  health  will  come,  and  then 
My  heart  with  joy  fhall  fpring. 

6  Then  fhall  my  fong,  with  praife  infpir'dj 

To  thee,  my  God,  afcend  ; 
Who,  to  thy  fervant  in  diftrefs. 
Such  bounty  didit  extend, 


ao       PSALM   XIV,  XV. 
Psalm    XIV..    Long  Metre, 

1  QURE  wicked  fools  muft  needs  fuppofe, 
O      That  God  is  nothing  but  a  name  ; 
Corrupt  and  lewd  their  practice  grows  ; 

No  bread  is  warm'd  with  holy  "flame. 

2  The  Lord  look'd  down  from  Heav'n's  high 

And  all  the  fons  of  men  did  view,      [tow'r, 
To  fee  if  any  own'd  his  pow'r, 
If  any  truth  or  juftiee  knew. 

3  But  all*  he  faw,  were  gone  afide, 

All  were  degen'rate  grown,  and  bafe  : 
None  took  religion  for  their  guide, 

Not  one  of  all  the  finful  race. 
j^  But   can   thefe   workers  of  deceit 

Be  all  fo  dull  and  fenfelefs  grown, 
That  they,  like  bread,  my  people  eat, 

And  God's  almighty  pow'r  difown  ? 

5  How  will  they  tremble  then  for  fear, 

When  his  juft  wrath  fhall  them  o'ertake  ; 
For  to  the  righteous,  God  is  near, 
And  never  will  their  caufe  forfakc. 

6  111  men,  in  vain,  with  fcom  expofe 

The  methods  which  the  good  purfue, 
Since  God  a  refuge  is  for  thofc 

Whom  his  juft  eyes  with  favour  view. 

7  Would  he  his  faving  pow'r  employ, 

To  break  his  people's  fervile  band  ; 
Then  fhouts  of  univerfd  joy 

Should  loudly  echo  through  the  land. 

Psalm    XV.     Common  Metre, 
ORD,  who's  the  happy  man,  that  may 
To  thy  bleis'd  couits  repair  ; 
Not  ftranger-like,  to  vifit  them, 
But  to  inhabit  there  ? 


L 


PSALM    XVI.  2i 

2  'Tis  he,  whofe  ev'ry  thought  and  deed 

By  rules  of  virtue  moves  ; 
Whofe  gen'rous  tongue  difdains  to  fpeak 
The  thing  his  heart  difproves. 

3  Who  never  did  a  flander  forge, 

His  neighbour's  fame  to  wound  ; 
Nor  hearken  to  a  falfe  report, 
By  malice  whifper'd  round. 

4  Who  vice,   in  all  its  pomp  and  pow'r,. 

Can  treat  with  juft  neglect ; 
And  piety,  tho'  cloath'd  in  rags, 
Religioufty  refpect. 

5  Who  to  his  plighted  vows  and  trufl 

Has  ever  tirmly  ftcod  ; 
And  though  he  promifc  to  his  lofs9 
He  makes  his  proraife  good. 

6  Whofe  foul  in  ufury  difdains 

His.  treafure  to  employ  ^ 
Whom  no  rewards  can  ever  bribe, 
The   guiltlcfs  to  deftroy. 

7  The  man,  who  by  his  fteady  courfe, 

Has  happtnefs  enfur'd, 
When  earth's  foundation  fhakes,  (hall  Hand 
By  Providence  fecur'd. 

Psalm   XYI.     Common  Metre, 

1  TJROTEGT  me  from  my  cruel  foes, 

I         And  fhield  me,  Lord,  from  harm  j 
Becaufe  my  truft  I  ftill  repofe 
On   thy  almighty  arm. 

2  My  foul  all  help  but  thine  does  flightj 

All  gods  but  thee  difown  ; 
Yet  can  no  deeds  of  mine  requite 
The  goodnefs  thou  hatt  ftiowo« 


0.2  PSALM    XVI. 

3  But  thofe  that  ftri&ly  virtuous  are, 

And  love  the  thing  that's  right, 
To  favour  always,  and  prefer, 
Shall  be  ray  chief  delight. 

4  How  mall  their  forrows  be  increased, 

Who  other  gods  adore  ! 
Their  bloody  offerings  I  deleft, 
Their  very  name6  abhor. 

5  My  lot  is  fall'n  in  that  bleft  land, 

Where  God  is  truly  known  : 

He  fills  my  cup  with  lib'ral  hand, 

'Tis  he  fupports  my  throne. 

6  In  nature's  moft  delightful  fcene 

My  happy  portion  lies.: 
The  place  of  my  appointed  reiga 
All  other  land  outvies. 

7  Therefore   my  foul  mail  blefs  the  Lord, 

Whofe  precepts  give  roe  light, 
And  private  counfel  ftill  afford, 
In  forrow's  difraal  night. 

8  I  ftrive  each  action  to  approve 

To  his  all-feeing  eye  ; 
No  danger  (hall  my  hopes  remove, 
Becaufe  he  ftill  is  nigh. 

9  Therefore  ray  heart  all  grief  defies, 

My  glory  does  rejoice  : 
My  flefh  mall  reft,  in  hope  to  rife, 
Wak'd  by  his  pow'rful  voice. 

10  Thou,  Lord,  when  I  refign  my  breath* 

My  foul  from  hell  fhalt  free  ; 
Nor  let  thy  holy  one  in  death 
The  leaft  corruption  fee. 


PSALM    XVII.  23 

1 1  Thou  flialt  the  paths  of  life  difplay, 
Which  to  thy  prefence  lead  ; 
Where  pleafures  dwell  without  allay,  ,. 

And  joys  that  never  fade. 

Psalm    XVII.     Cmnmon  Metre. 

1  r  a  ^0  my  juft  plea  and  fad  complaint, 

X        Attend,  O  righteous  Lord  ; 
And  to  my  pray'r,  as  'tis  unfeign'd, 
A  gracious  ear  afford. 

2  As  in  thy  fight  I  am  approved, 

So  let  my  fentence  be  : 
And  with  impartial  eyes,  O  Lord, 
My  upright  dealing  fee. 

3  For  thou  haft  fearch'd  my  heart  by  day, 

And  vifited  by  night  ; 
And,  on  the  ftridteft  trial,  found 

Its  fecret  motions  right. 
Nor  (hall  thy  juftice,  Lord,  alone 

My  heart's  deiigns  acquit  ; 
For  I  have  purposed,  that  my  tongue 

Shall  no  offence  commit. 

4  I  know  what  wicked  men  would  do, 

Their  fafety  to  maintain  ; 
But  me  thy  juft  and  mild  commands 
From  bloody  paths  reftrain. 

5  That  I  may  ftill,  in  fpite  of  wrongs, 

My  innocence  fecure, 
O  guide  me  in  thy  righteous  ways, 
And  make  my  footfteps  fure. 

6  Since,  heretofore,  I  ne'er  in  vain 

To  thee  m'y  pray'r  addrefs'd, 
O  !  now,  my  God,  incline  thine  ear 
To  this  my  juft  requeft. 


24  PSALM    XVII. 

7  The  wonders  of  thy  truth  and  love 
In   my  defence  engage  ; 
Thou,  whofe  right  hand  preferves  thy  faints 
From  their  opprciTors'  rage. 

PART     II. 

8,  9  O  !   keep  me  in  thy  tend'reft  care  ; 
Thy  fhelt'ring  wings  ftretch  out, 
To  guard  me  from  my  favage   foes, 
That  compafs  me  about. 

10  O'ergrown  with  luxury,  inclos'd 

In  their  own  fat  they  lie  ; 
And  with  a  proud,  blafpheming  mouth, 
Both  God  and  man  defy. 

11  Well  may  they  boaft  ;  for  they  have  now 

My  paths  encompafs'd  round  ; 
Their  eyes  at  watch,  their  bodies  bow'd, 
And  couching  on  the  ground. 

12  In  poflure  of  a  lion   fet» 

When  greedy  of  his  prey  ; 
Or  a  young  lion,  when  he  lurks 
Within  a  covert  way. 

13  Arife,  O  Lord,  defeat  their  plots, 

Their  fwclling  rage  control  : 
From  wicked  men,  who  are  thy  fword, 
Deliver  thou  my  foul. 

14  From  worldly  men,  thy  fliarpeft  fcourger 

Whofe  portion's  here  below  ; 
Who,  fill'd  with  earthly  ftores,  afpire 
No  other  blifs  to  know. 

15  Their  race  is  num'rous,  that  partake 

Their  fubftance  while  they  live  ; 
Their  heirs  furvive,  to  whom  they  may 
The  vaft  remainder  give. 


PSALM    XVIII. 

1 6  But  I,  in  uprightnefs,  thy  face 
Shall  view  without  control, 
And,  waking,  fhall  its  image  find 
Reflected  in  my  foul. 


H 


Psalm   XVIII.     LongMetre. 

X,  2  *^TO  change  of  times  fhall  ever  mock 

JL^I      My  firm  affection,  Lord,  to  thee; 
For  thou  haft  always  been  a  rock, 

A  fortrefs  and  defence  to  me. 
Thou  my  deliverer  art,  my  Gcd, 

My  truft  is  in  thy  mighty  pow'r  ; 
Thou  art  my  fhield  from  foes  abroad, 

At  home  my  fafeguard  and  my  tow'r. 

3  To  thee  I  will  addrefs  my  pray'r, 
To  whom  all  praife  we  juftly  owe, 
So  fhall  I,  by  thy  watchful  care, 

Be  guarded  from  my  treach'rous  foe. 
4,  5  By  floods  of  wicked  men  diftrefs'd, 
With  deadly  forrows  compafs'd  round* 
With  dire  infernal  pangs  opprefs'd, 
In  death's  unwieldy  fetters  bound, 

6  To  Heav'n  I  made  my  mournful  prayVj 

To  God  addrefsM  my  humble  moan  ; 
Who  gracioufly  inchVd  his  ear, 

And  heard  me  from  his  lofty  throne. 
PA  R  T     II. 

7  When  God  arofe  to  take  my  part, 

The  confeious  earth  did  quake  for  fear  ; 
From  their  firm  polls  the  hills  did  ftart, 
Nor  could  his  dreadful  fury  bear. 
S  Thick  clouds  of  frnoke  difpers'd  abroad, 
Enfigns  of  wrath  before  him  came, 
Devouring  fire  around  him  glow'd, 
That  coala  were  kindled  at  its  flame. 
C 


26  PSALM    XVIII. 

9  He  left  the  beauteous  realms  of  light, 

Whilft  Heav'n  bow'd  down  its  awful  head  ; 
Beneath  his  feet  fubftantial  night, 
Was  like   a  fable  carpet  fpread. 
JO  The  chariot  of  the  King  of  kings, 

Which  active  troops  of  angels  drew, 
On  a  ftrong  tempeft's  rapid  wings, 
With  mod  amazing  fwiftnefs  flew. 

II,  12  Black  wat'ry  mills  and  clouds  confpir'd 
With  thickeft  fhades  his  face  to  veil ; 
But  at  his  brightnefs  foon  retir'd, 
And  fell  in  fhow'rs  of  fire  and  hail. 
^ThroughHeav'n'swide  arch  a  thund'ringpeal 
God's  angry  voice  did  loudly  roar  ; 
While  earth's  fad  face,  with  heaps  of  hail 
And  flakes  of  fire  was  cover'd  o'er. 

14  His  fharpen'd  arrows  round  he  threw, 

Which  made  his  fcatter'd  foes  retreat  ; 
Like  darts  his  nimble  lightnings  flew, 
And  quickly  finiwYd  their  defeat. 

15  The  deep  its  fecret  (tores  difclos'd  ; 

The  world's  foundations  naked  lay, 
By  his  avenging  wrath  expos'd, 

Which  fiercely  rag'd  that  dreadful  day. 

PART     III. 

16  The  Lord  did  on  my  fide  engage, 

From  Heav'n  his  throne  my  caufe  upheld, 
And  fnatch'd  me  from  the  furious  rage 
Of  threat'ning  waves  that  proudly  fwell'd- 

17  God  his  rcfiftlefs  pow'r  employ'd 

My  ftiongeft  foes'  attempts  to  break  ; 
Who  elfe  with  eafe  had  foon  deftroy'd 
The  weak  defence  that  I  could  make. 


PSALM    XVIII.  27 

1 8  Their  fubtle  rage  had  near  prevail'd, 

When  I  diftrefs'd  and  friendlefs  lay  ; 
But  ftill,  when  other  fuccours  fail'd, 
God  was  my  firm  fupport  and  ilay. 

19  From  dangers,  that  inclos'd  me  round, 

He  brought  me  forth,  and  tet  me  free  j 
For  fome  juft  caufe  his  goodnefs  found, 
That  mov'd  him  to  delight  in  me. 

20  Becaufe  in  me  no  guilt  remains, 

God  does  his  gracious  help  extend  : 
My  hands  are  free  from  bloody  ftains  ; 

Therefore  the  Lord  is  ftill  my  friend. 
21,22  For  I  his  judgments  kept  in  fight, 

In  his  jult  paths  have  always  trod  ; 
I  never  did  his  ftatutes  flight, 

Nor  loofcly  wander'd  from  my  God. 

23,  24  But  ftill  my  foul,  fincere  and  pure, 
Did  ev'n  from  darling  fins  refrain  : 
His  favours,  therefore,  yet  endure, 

Becaufe  my  heart  and  hands  are  clean. 

PART     IV. 

25,  26  Thou  fuit'ft,  OLord,  thy  righteous  ways 

To  various  paths  of  human  kind  : 
They  who  for  mercy  merit  praife, 

With  thee  (hall  wond'rous  mercy  find. 
Thou  to  the  juft  (halt  juftice  mow  ; 

The  pure  thy  purity  mall  fee  : 
Such  as  perverfeiy  choofe  to  go, 

Shall  meet  with  due  returns  from  thee. 

27,  28  That  he  the  humble  foul  will  fave, 

And  crufh  the  haughty's  boafted  might, 
In  me  the  Lord  an  inftance  gave, 

Whofe  darknefs  he  has  turn'd  to  light. 


28  PSALM    XVIII. 

29  On  his  firm  fuccour  I  rely'd, 

And  did  o'er  num'rous  foes  prcrail  ; 
Nor  fear'd,  whilft  he  was  on  my  fide, 
The  belt  defended  walls  to  fcale. 

30  For  God's  defigns  fhall  ftill  fucceed  ; 

His  word  will  bear  the  utmoft  teft  : 
He's  a  ftrong  fhield  to  all  that  need, 
And  on  his  fure  prote&ion  reft. 

3 1  Then  who  deferves  to  be  ador'd, 

But  God,  on  whom  my  hopes  depend  I 
Or  who,  except  the  mighty  Lord, 
Can  with  refiftlefs  pow'r  defend  ? 

PART    V. 

32,  33  'Tis  God  that  puts  my  armour  on, 
And  all  my  juft  defigns  fulfils  ; 
Through  him  ray  feet  can  fwiftly  run, 
And  nimbly  climb  the  fteepeft  hills. 
34  Lefions  of  war  from  him  1  take, 

And  manly  weapons  learn  to  wield  ; 

Strong  bows  of  fteel  with  eafe  I  break, 

Forc'd  by  my  ftronger  arm  to  yield. 

3c  The  buckler  of  his  faving  health 
Protects  me  from  infulting  foes  : 
His  hand  fuftains  me  ftill  ;   my  wealth 
And  greatnefs  from  his  bounty  flows. 

36  My  goings  he  enlaig'd  abroad, 

'Till  then  to   narrow  paths  confin'd  ; 
And  when  in  flipp'ry  way,  I  trod, 
The  method  of  my  Heps  defign'd. 

37  Through  him  I  num'rous   hods   defeat, 

And  flying  fquadrons  captive  take  j 
Nor  from  my  fierce  purfuit   retreat, 
'XilH  a  final  con  que  ft  make. 


PSALM    XVIII.  29 

38  Cover'd  with  wounds,   In  vain  they  try 

Their  vanquifh'd   heads  again  to  rear  : 
Spite  of  their  boalted  ftrength,  they  lie 
Beneath  my  feet,    and  grovel  there. 

39  God,  when  freih  armies  take  the  field, 

Recruits  my  ftrength,  my  courage  warms  ; 
He  makes  my  ftrong  oppofers  yield, 
Subdu'd  by  my  prevailing  arms. 

40  Through  him,  the  necks  of  proftrate  foes 

My  conqu'ring  feet  in  triumph  prefs  : 
Aided  by  him,  I  root  out   thofe 
Who  hate  and  envy  my  fuccefs. 

41  With  loud  complaints  all  friends  they  try'd  ;. 

Bat  none  was  able  to  defend  : 
At  length  to  God  for  help  they  cry'd  ;. 
But  God  would   no  affiftance  lend. 

42  Like  flying/dud,  which  winds  purfue, 

Their  broken  troops  I  fcatter'd  round  : 
Their  flaughter'd  bodies  forth  I  drew, 

Like  loathfome  dirt  that  clogs  the  ground. 

P  A  R  T     VI. 

43  Our  factious  tribes,   at  ftrife  till  now,, 

By  God's  appointment,  me  obey  : 
The  heathens  to  my  fceptre  bow, 
And  foreign   nations  own  my  fway. 

44  Remoteit  realms  their  homage  fend, 

When  my  fuccefsful  name  they  hear  ; 
Strangers  for  my  commands  attend, 
Charm'd  with  refpect,  or  aw'd  by  fear. 

45  All  to  my  fumm.ons  tamely  yield, 

Or  foon  in  battle  are  diimay'd  : 
For  ftrong«r  holds  they  quit  the  field, 
And  ftill  in  ftrongeft  holds  afraid. 
Cz 


jo  PSALM    XIX. 

46  Let  the  eternal  Lord  be  praiYd  ! 

The  rock  on  whofe  defence  I  reft  ; 

O'er  higheft  Heav'ns  his  name  be  rais'd, 

Who  me  with  his  falvation  blefs'd. 

47''Tis  God  that  ftill  fupports  my  right, 
His  juft  revenge  my  foes  purfues  ; 
'Tishe  that  with  refiftltfs  might, 
Fierce  nations  to  my  yoke  fubdues. 

48  My  univeifal  fafeguard,  he  ! 

From  whom  my  lading  honours  flow, 
He  made  me  great,  and  fet  me  free 
From  my  remorfeltfs,  bloody  foe. 

49  Therefore  to  celebrate  his  fame, 

My  grateful  voice  to  Heav'n  I'll  raife  I 
And  nations,  flrangers  to  his  name, 
Shall  thus  be  taught  to  fing  his  praife. 

50  "  God  to  his  king  deliv'rance  fends, 

44  Shews  his  anointed  fignal  grace  ; 
"  His  mercy  evermore  extends 

"  To  David  and  his  promis'd  race." 

Psalm   XIX.     Common  Metre. 

\    r~%Ts  HE  Heav'ns  declare  thy  glory,  Lord,. 
X        Which  that  alone  can  fill  ; 
The  firmament  and  liars  exprefs 
Their  great  Creator's  (kill. 
2   The  dawn  of  each  returning  day, 

Frefli  beams  of  knowledge  brings  : 
And  from  the  dark  returns  of  night 
Divine  ini\rn&ion  fprings. 

9  Thrir  pow'rful  language  to  no  realm 
Or  region  is  confin'd  ; 
'Tis  nature's  voice,  and  underftood 
Alike  by  all  mankind. 


PSALM    XIX.  J* 

4  Their  doctrine  does  its  facred  fenfe 

Through  earth's  extent  difplay  ; 
Whofe  bright  contents  the  circling  fivn 
Does  round  the  world  convey. 

5  No  bridegroom  for  his  nuptials  dreft, 

Has  fuch  a  cheerful  face  ; 
No  giant  does  like  him  rejoice, 
To  run  his  glorious  race, 

6  From  eaft  to  weft,  from  weft  to  eaft, 

His  reftlefs  courfe  he  goes  : 
And  through  his  progrefe  cheerful  light 
And  vital  warmth  beftows. 

PART     II. 

7  God's  perfect  law  converts  the  foul, 

Reclaims  from  falfe  defires  j 
With  facred  wifdom  his  fure  word 

The  ignorant  infpires- 
3  The  ftatutes  of  the  Lord  arejuft, 

And  bring  fincere  delight  ; 
His  pure  commands,  in  fearch  of  truth, 

Affift  the  feebleft  fight. 

9  HiS  perfect  worfliip  here  is  fix'd, 

On  fure  foundations  laid  i 
His  equal  laws  are  in  the  fcales 
Of  truth  and  juftice  weigh'd. 

10  Of  more  elleem  than  golden  mines, 

Or  gold  refin'd  with  ft  111  : 
More  fweet  than  honey,  or  the  drops 
That  from  the  comb  diftil. 

11  My  trufty  counfellors  they  are, 

And  friendly  warnings  give  ; 
Divine  rewards  attend  on  thofe, 
Who  by  thy  precepts  live,: 


32  PSALM    XX. 

12  But  what  frail  man  obfe rves  how  oft 

He  does  from  virtue  fall  ? 
O  cleaufe  me  from  my  fecret  faults, 
Thou  God  that  know'ft  them  all. 

13  Let  no  prefumptuous  fin,  O  Lord, 

Dominion  have  o'er  me  ; 
That  by  thy  grace  preferv'd,  I  may 
The  great  tranfgrtfiion  flee. 

14  So  (hall  my  pray'r  and  praifes  be 

With  thy  acceptance  bleft  ; 
And  I  fecuie  on  thy  defence, 
My  Strength  and  Saviour,  reft. 

Psalm    XX.      Common  Metre, 

1  nr^ HE  Lord  to  thy  requeft  attend, 

JL        And  hear  thee  in  diftrefs  : 
The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defend, 
And  grant  thy  arms  fuccefs. 

2  To  aid  thee  from  on  high  repair, 

And  ftrengtli  from  Sion  give  ; 

3  Remember  all  thy  offerings  there, 

Thy  facrifice  receive. 

4  Tocompafs  thy  own  heart's  defire, 

Thy  counfels  ft  ill  direct  : 
Make  kindly  all  events  confpire 
To  bring  them  to  effedt. 

5  To  thy  falvation,  Lord,  for  aid 

We  cheerfully  repair, 
With  banners  in  thy  name'difplay'd, 
"  The  Lord  accept  thy  pray,r.,, 

6  Our  hopes  are  fix'd,  that  now  the  Lord 

Our  fov'reign  will  defend, 
From  Heav'n  refiftlefs  aid  afford, 
And  to  his  pray'r  attend, 


PSALM    XXI.  33 

j  Some  truft  in  deeds  for  war  defign'd, 
On  chariots  fome  rely  ; 
Againft  them  all  we'll  call  to  mind 
The  pow'r  of  God  moll  high. 

8  But,  from  their  deeds  and  chariots  thrown, 

Eehold  them,  through  the  plain, 
Diforder'd,  broke  and  trampled  down* 
Whilft  firm  our  troops  remain. 

9  Still  fave  us,  Lord,  and  ftill  proceed 

Our  rightful  caufe  to  blefs  ; 
Hear,  King  of  Heav'n,  in  times  of  need, 
The  pray'rs  that  we  addrefs. 

Psalm  XXL     Common  Metre. 

1  r  1  1HE  king,  O  Lord,  with  fongsof  praife. 

X        Shall  in  thyftrength  rejoice  ; 
With  thyfalvation  crown'd,  fliall  raife 
To  Heav'n  his  cheerful  voice. 

2  For  thou,  whate'er  his  lips  requeit., 

Not  only  doft  impart, 
But  haft  with  thy  acceptance  bleft 
The  wifhes  of  his  heart. 

3  Thy  goodnefs  and  thy  tender  care 

Have  all  his  hopes  outgone  ; 
A  crown  of  gold  thou  mak'ft  him  Wear, 

And  fett'ft  it  firmly  on. 
a.  He  pray'd  for  life  ;  and  ihou,  O  Lord, 

Didft  his  fhort  fpan  extend, 
And  gracioufly  to  him  afford 

A  life  that  ne'er  (hall  end. 

5  Thy  fure  defence,  through  nations  round. 
Has  fpread  his  glorious  name  ; 
And  his  fuccefsful  action*  crown/d 
With  majefty  and  fame, 


34  PSALM    XXI. 

6  Eternal  bleffings  thou  beftow'ft, 

And  roak'ft  his  joys  increafe  ; 
Whilll  thou  to  him  unclouded  ihow'ft 
The  bsightnefs  of  thy  face. 

PART     II. 

7  Becaufe  the  King  on   God  alone 

For  timely  aid  relies  ; 
His  mercy  ttill  fupports  his  throne, 
And  all  his  wants  fupplies. 
%   But,  righteous  Lord,  thy  ftubborn  foes 
Shall  feel   thy  heavy  hand  ; 
Thy  vengeful  arm  (hall  find  out  thofe 
That  hate  thy  mild  command. 

9  When  thou  againft  them  dofl  engage, 

Thy  juft,  but  dreadful  doom, 
Shall,  like  a  glowing  oven's  rage, 
Their  hopes  and  them  confume. 

10  Nor  (hall  thy  furious  anger  ceafe, 

Or  with  their   ruin   end  ; 
But  root  out  all  their  guilty  race, 
And  to  their  feed   extend. 

11  For  all  their  thoughts  were  fee  on  ill, 

Their  hearts  on  malice  bent  ; 
But  thou,  with  watchful  care,  didft  dill 
The   ill   effe&s  prevent. 

12  In  vain  by  fhameful  flight  they'll  try 

To  'fcape  thy   dreadful  might, 
While  thy  fwift  ds.rts  mall  fader  fly. 
And  gall  them  in  their  flight. 

13  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wond'rous  ftiength  difclofe, 

Aod  thus  exalt  thy  fame  ; 
Whilft  we  glad  fongs  of  praife  compofe 
To  thy  almighty  name. 


PSALM    XXII.  35 

Psalm    XXII.     Common  Metre. 

1  T^  /TY  God,  my  God,  why  Ieav'ft  thou  mc, 
XVJL      When  I  -with  anguifh  faint  ? 

O  !    why  fo  far  from  me  remov'd, 
And  from  my  loud  complaint  ? 

2  AH  day,  but  all  the  day  unheard, 

To  thee  do  I  complain  ; 
With  cries  implore  relief  all  night, 
But  cry  all  night  in  vain. 

3  Yet  thou  art  ft 1 11  the  righteous  Judge 

Of  innocence  opprefs'd  : 
And  therefore  IfraeFs  praifes  are 

Of  right  to  thee  addrefs'd. 
4,  5  On  thee  our  anceilors  rely'd, 

And  thy  delivrance  found  ; 
With  pious  confidence  they  pray'd* 

And   with  fuccefs   were  crown'd. 

6  But  I  am  treated  like  a  worm  ; 

Like  none  of  human  birth  : 
Not  only  by  the  great  reviTd, 
But  made  the  rabble's  mirth. 

7  With  laughter  all  the  gazing  crowd 

My  agonies  furvey  ; 
They  fnoot  the  lip,   they  fhake  the  head, 
And  thus  deriding  fay  : 

8  "  In  God  he  trufted,   boafting  oft, 

**  That  he  was  Heav'n's  delight  ; 
"  Let  God  come  down',  to  fave  him  now, 
"  And  own  his  favourite." 

PART     II. 

9  Thou  mad'ft,  O  Lord,  my  mother's  womb 

A  living  offspring  bear  ; 
When  but  a  fuckling  at  the  bread, 
I  was  "thy  early  care. 


36  PSALM    XXII. 

10 Thou,  guardian-like,  didft  wield  from  wrongs 
My  helplefs  infant  days  ; 
And  fince  haft  been   my  God  and  Guide, 
Through  life's  bewilder 'd  ways. 

1 1  Withdraw  not  then  (o  far  from  me, 

When  trouble  is  fo  nigh  : 
O  !   fend  me  help,  thy  help,  on  which 
I  only  can  rely. 

12  High  pamper'd  bulls,  a  frowning  herd, 

From  Bafan's  foreft  met, 
With  flrength  proportion'*!  to  their  rage, 
Have  me  around  befet. 

13  They  gape  on  me,  and  every  mouth 

A  yawning  grave  appears  ; 
The  defert  lion's  favage  roar 
Lefs  dreadful  is  than  theirs. 

PART    III. 

14  My  blood,  like  waters  fpill'd,  my  joints 

Are  rack'd,  and  out  of  frame  ; 
My  heart  diflblves  within  my  breaft, 
Like  wax  before  the  flame. 

15  My  ftrength  like  potter's  earth  is  parch'd, 

My  tongue  cleaves  to  my  jaws  ; 
And  to  the  filent  (hades  of  death 
My  fainting  foul  withdraw*. 

16  Like  blood-hounds,  to  furround  me,  they 

In  pack'd  aflemblies  meet ; 
They  pierc'd  my  inoffenfive  hands, 
They  pierc'd  my  harmlefs  feet. 
1  j  My  body's  rack'd,  till  all  my  bones 
Diftin&ly  may  be  told  : 
Yet  fuch  a  fpe&acle  of  woe 
As  paftimc  they  behold. 


PSALM    XXII. 


37 


1 8  As  fpoil,  my  garments  they  divide,  . 

Lots  for  my  vefture  caft  : 

19  Therefore  approach,  O  L6rd,  my  ftrength, 

And  to  my  fuccour  hafte. 

20  From  their  fharp  fword  protect  thou  me, 

Of  all  but  life  bereft; 
Nor  let  my  darling  in  the  pow'r 
Of  cruel  dogs  be  left. 

21  To  fave  me  from  the  lion's  jaws, 

Thy  prefent  fuccour  fend  ; 

As  once  from  goring  unicorns, 

Thou  didtt  my  life  defend. 

22  Then  to  my  brethren  I'll  declare 

The  triumphs  of  thy  name  ; 
In  prefencc  of  affembled  faints, 
Thy  glory  thus  proclaim. 

23  "  Ye  worfhippers  of  Jacob's  God, 

"  All  you  of  Ifrael's  line, 
'*  O  praife  the  Lord,  and  to  your  praife 
"  Sincere  obedience  join. 

24  "  He  ne'er  difdain'd  on  low  diflrefs 

"  To  caft  a  gracious  eye; 
"  Nor  turn'd  from  poverty  his  face, 
"  But  hears  its  humble  cry." 

PART    IV. 

25  Thus  in  thy  facred  courts  will  I 

My  cheerful  thanks  exprefs  ; 
In  prefence  of  thy  faints  jJerforru 
The  vows  of  my  diftrefs. 

26  The  meek  companions  of  my  grief 

Shall  find  my  table  fpread  ; 
And  all  that  feek  the  Lord,  (hall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 
D 


3%  PSALM    XXIII. 

27  Then  (hall  the  glad  converted  world 

To  God  their  homage  pay  ; 
And  fcatter'd  nations  of  the  earth 
One  fov'reign  Lord  obey. 

28  'Tis  his  fupreme  prerogative 

O'er  fubjecl:  kings  to  reign  : 
'Tis  juft  that  he  mould  rule  the  world, 
Who  does  the  world  fuftain. 

29  The  rich,  who  are  with  plenty  fed, 

His  bounty  mull  confefs  : 
The  fons  of  want,  by  him  reliev'd, 

Their  gen'rous  patron  blefs. 
With  humble  worfhip  to  his  throne 

They  all  for  aid  refort  : 
That  power  which  fir  ft  their  beings  gave, 

Can  only  them  fupport. 

30,  3 1  Then  mail  a  chofen  fpotlefs  race, 
Devoted  to  his  name, 
To  their  admiring  heirs  his  truth 
And  glorious  acts  proclaim. 

Psalm    XXIII.     Common  Metre, 

1  rT"*HE  Lord  himfelf,  the  mighty  Lord, 

I         Vouchfafes  to  be  my  guide  ; 
The  (hepherd,  by  whofe  conftant  care 
My  wants  are  all  fupply'd. 

2  In  tender  grafs  he  makes  me  feed, 

And  gently  ',here  repofe  ; 
Then  leads  me  to  cool  fliades,  and  where 
Refreshing  water  flows. 

3  He  does  my  wand'ring  foul  reclaim, 

And,  to  his  endlefs  praife, 
Inftruct  with  humble  zeal  to  walk 
In  his  moil  righteous  ways. 


PSALM    XXIV. 

4  I  psfs  the  gloomy  veil  of  death, 

From  fear  and  danger  free  ! 
For  there  his  aiding  rod  and  ftaff 
Defend  and  comfort  me. 

5  In  prefence  of  my  fpiteful  foes, 

He  does  my  table  fpread  ; 
He  crowns  my  cup  with  cheerful  wine, 
With  oil  anoints  my  head. 

6  Since  God  doth  thus  his  wond'rous  love 

Through  all  my  life  extend  ; 
That  life  to  him  I  will  devote, 
And  in  his  temple  fpend. 


Psalm   XXIV.     Common  Metre, 

1  r  I  1  HIS  fpacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's  ; 

X       The  Lord's  her  fulnefs  is  ; 
The  world,  and  they  that  dwell  therein, 
By  fov'reign  right  are  his. 

2  He  fram'd  and  fix'd  it  on  the  feas  j 

And  his  almighty  hand, 
Upon  inconftant  floods  has  made 
The  ftable  fabrick  ftand. 

3  But  for  himfelf,  this  Lord  of  all 

One  chofen  feat  defign'd  : 

O  !   who  mall  to  that  facred  hill 

Deferv'd  admittance  find  .? 

4  The  man  whofe  hands  and  heart  are  pure, 

Whofe  thoughts  from  p.4de  are  free  ; 
Who  honed  poverty  prefers 
To  gainful  perjury. 

5  This,  this  is  he,  on  whom  the  Lord 

Shall  fiiow'r  hit  blefiings  down  ; 
Whom  God  his  Saviour  fhall  vouchsafe 
With  righteGufnefs  to  crown. 


39 


4o  PSALM    XXV. 

6  Such  is  the  race  of  faints,  by  whom 

The  facred  courts  are  trod  ; 
And  fuch  the  profelytes  that  feek 
The  face  of  Jacob's  God. 

7  Erect  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ; 

Unfold,  to  entertain 
The  King  of  Glory  :   See  !  he  comes 

With  his  celeftial  train. 
S  Who  is  this  King  of  Glory  ?  Who  ? 

The  Lord,  for  ftrcngth  renown'd  : 
In  battle  mighty  :   o'er  his  foes 

Eternal  victor  crown'd. 

9  Erect  your  heads,  ye  gates  ;  unfold, 

In  ftate  to  entertain 
The  King  of  Glory  :    See  !   he  comes 
With  all  hi?   mining  train. 

10  Who  is  this  King  of  Glory  ?  Who  ? 

The  Lord  of  Hofts  renown'd  : 
Of  glory  he   alone  is  King, 
Who  is  with  glory  crown'd. 

Psalm    XXV.     Short  Metre. 

i,  2  r~|^0  God,  in  whom  I  truft, 

X       I  lift  my  heart  and  voice  ; 
O  !   let  me  not  be  put  to  {hame, 
Nor  let  my  foes  rejoice. 
3        Thofe   who  on  thee  rely, 
Let  no  diig'race  attend  : 
Be  that  the  fhameful  lot  of  fuch 
As  wilfully  offend. 

A,  5   To  me  thy  truth  impart, 
And  lead'me  in  thy  way  : 
For  thou  art  he  that  brings  me  help  ; 
On  thee  I  wait  all  day. 


PSALM    XXVe  4  j 

6  Thy  mercies,  and  thy  love, 
O  Lord,   recall  to  mind  ; 

And  gracioufly  continue   ftilj, 
As  thou  wert  ever,  kind* 

7  Let  all  my  youthful  crimes 
Be  blotted  out  by  thee  ; 

And,  for  thy  wond'rous  goodnefs*  fake, 
In  mercy  think  on  me. 

8  His  mercy,  and  his  truth, 
The  righteous  Lord  difplays, 

In  bringing  wand'ring  fmners  home, 
And    teaching  them  his  ways. 

9  He  thofe  in  juftice  guides, 
Who  his  direction  feek  ; 

And  in  his  facred  paths  fhall  lead 
The  humble  and  the  meek. 

10  Through  ail  the  ways  of  God 
Both  truth  and  mercy  fliine, 

To  fuch  as  with  religious  hearts, 
To  his  blefs'd  will  incline. 

PART     II. 

11  Since  mercy  is  the  grace 
Which  moft  exalts  thy  fame, 

Forgive  my  heinous  fin,    O  Lord,, 
And  fo  advance  thy  name. 

12  Whoe'er  with  humble  fear, 
To  God  his  duty  pays, 

Shall  find  the  Lord  a  faithful  guide,. 
In  all  his  righteous  ways. 

33     His  foul  with  quiet  peace 

Shall  be  forever  blefs'd  ; 
*  And  by  his  num'rous  race,  the  land 

Succeffively  poffefs'd, 


42  PSALM    XXV. 

14  For  God  to  all  his  faints 
His  fecrct  will  imparts  ; 

And  does  his  gracious  cov'nant  write 
In  their  obedient  hearts* 

15  To  him  I  lift  my  eyes, 
And  wait  his  timely  aid, 

Who  breaks  the  flrong  and  treach'rous  Chare , 
Which  for  my  feet  was  laid. 

16  Oh  !  turn,  and  all  my  griefs, 
In  mercy,  Lord,  redrefs  ; 

For  I  am  compafs'd  round  with  woes» 
And  plung'd  in  deep  diftrefa. 

17  The  forrows  of  my  heart 
To  mighty  fums  increafe  ; 

O  !   from  this  dark  and  difmal  date 
My  troubled  foul  releafe  ! 

18  Do  thou,  with  tender  eyes, 
My  fad  affliction  fee  ; 

Acquit  me,  Lord,  and  from  my  guilt 
Entirely  fet  me  free. 

19  Confider,  Lord,  my  foes, 
How  vaft  their  numbers  grow  ! 

What  lawlefs  force  and  rage  they  ufe, 
What  boundlefs  hate  they  fhow  I 

20  Protect,  and  fet  my  foul 
From  their  fierce  malice  free  ; 

Nor  let  me  be  afham'd,  who  place 
My  ftedfaft  truft  in  thee. 

21  Let  all  my  righteous  a&s 
To  full  perfeaion   rife  ; 

Becaufe  my  firm  and  conftant  hope 
On  thee  alone  relies. 


PSALM    XXVI.  43 

22     To  Ifrael's  chofen  race 
Continue  ever  kind  ; 
And  in  the  midlt  of  all  their  wants, 
Let  them  thy  fuecour  find. 

Psalm    XXV  L     Common  Metre. 

UDGE  me,  O  Lord  ;  for  I  the  paths 


j 


Of  righteoufnefs  have  trod 
I  cannot  fail,  who  all  my  trull 
Repofein  thee,  my  God. 
2,  3  Search,  prove  my  heart,  whofc  innocence 
Will  finne,  the  more  'tis  try'd  ; 
For  I  have  kept  thy  grace  in  view,. 
And  made  thy  truth  my  guide. 

4  I  never  for  companions  took 

The  idle  or  profane  ; 
No  hypocrite,  with  all  his  arts, 
Could  e'er  my  friendmip  gain*- 

5  I  hate  the  bufy,  plotting  crew, 

Who  make  diftracltd  times  ; 
And  fhun  their  wicked  company. 
As  I  avoid  their  crimes. 

6  I'll  warn  my  hands  in  innocence* 

And  bring  a  heart  fo  pure, 
That  when  thy  altar  I  approach, 

My  welcome  (hall  be  fure. 
7,  8  My  thanks  I'll  publlfli  there,  and  tell 

How  thy  renown  excels*: 
That  feat  affords  me  moft  delight, 

In  which  thy  honour  dwells. 

9  Pafs  not  on  me  the  finners'  doom, 
Who  murder  make  their  trade  ; 

io  Who  others'  rights,  by  fecret  bribes^ 
Or  open  force,  invade. 


44         PSALM    XXVII. 

1 1  But  I  will  walk  in  paths  of  truth, 

And  innocence  purfue  : 
Protect  me,  therefore,  and  to  me 
Thy  mercies,  Lord,  renew. 

12  In  fpite  of  all  affaulting  foes, 

I   ftill  maintain  my  ground  ; 
And  mall  furvive  among  thy  faints, 
Thy  praifes  to  refound. 

Psalm   XXVII.     Common  Metre. 

1  TXT  HOM  mould  I  fear,  fince  God  to  me 

VV        Is  faving  health  and  light  ? 
Since  ftrongly  he  my  life  fupports, 
What  can  my  foul  affright  ? 

2  With  fierce  intent  my  flefh  to  tear, 

When  foes  befet  me  round, 
They  Humbled,  and  their  lofty  crefts 
Were  made  to  ftrike  the  ground. 

3  Through  him  my  heart  undaunted  dares 

With  numerous  hods  to  cope  ; 
Through  him,  in  doubtful  ft  raits  of  war, 
For  good  fuccefs  I  hope. 

4  Henceforth  within  his  houfe  to  dwell, 

I  earneftly  defirc  ; 
His  wond'rous  beauty  there  to  \hwt 
And  his  bled  will  inquire. 

5  For  there  I  may^with  comfort  reft, 

In  tiroes  of  deep  diftrefs  ; 
And  fafe  as  on  a  rock  abide 
In  that  fecure  recefs  : 

6  Whilfl  God  o'er  all  my  haughty  foes 

My  lofty  head  mall  raife  ; 
And  I  my  joyful  off'ring  bring, 
And  fing  glad  fongs  of  praifc. 


PSALM    XXVII.         45 
PART     II. 

7  Continue*  Lord,  to  hear  my'voice, 
Whe  n'er  to  thee  I  cry  ; 
In  mercy  all  my  prayers  receive, 
Nor  my  requeft  deny. 
%  When  us  to  feek  thy  glorious  face 
Thou  kindly  doft  advife  ; 
"  Thy  glorious  face  I'll  always  feek,3* 
My  grateful  heart  replies. 

9  Then  hide  not  thou  thy  face,  O  Lord, 

Nor  me  in  wrath  reject  : 
My  God  and  Saviour,  leave  not  him 
Thou  didft  fo  oft  protect. 

10  Though  all  my  friends  and  nearefl  kin 

Their  helplefs  charge  forfake  ; 
Yet  thou,  whofe  love  excels  them  all, 
Wilt  care  and  pity  take. 

ji  Inftru6:  me  in  thy  paths,  O  Lord, 
My  ways  directly  guide  ; 
Left  envious  men,  who  watch  my  lteps> 
Should  fee  me  tread  afide. 

12  Lord,  difappoint  my  cruel  foes  ; 

Defeat  their  ill  defire, 
Whofe  lying  lips,  and  bloody  hands, 
Againft  my  peace  confpire. 

13  I  trufted  that  my  future  lift 

Should  with  thy  love  be  crown'd, 
Or  elfe  my  fainting  foul  had  funk, 
With  forrow  compafs'd  round. 

14  God's  time  with  patient  faith  expect, 

And  he'll  infpire  thy  bread 
WTith  inward  ftrength  ;  do  thou  thy  part* 
And  leave  to  him  the  reft. 


46         PSALM    XXVIII. 


Psalm    XXVIII.     Common  Metre, 

OLORD,  my  rock,  to  thee  I  cry, 
In  fighs  confume  ray  breath, 
Oh  !  anfwer  ;  or  I  (hall  become 
Like  thofe  that  fleep  in  death. 
z   Regard  my  fupplicrtions,  Lord, 
The  cries  that  I  repeat, 
With  weeping  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 
Before  thy  mercy  feat. 

5  Let  me  efcape  the  finners'  doom, 
Who  make  a  trade  of  ill  ; 
And  ever  fpeak  the  perfon  fair, 
Whofe  blood  they  mean  to  fpill. 
[.  According  to  their  crimes'  extent, 
Let  juitiee  have  its  courfe  : 
Relentlefs  be  to  them,  as  they 
Have  finn'd  without  remorfe. 

j   Since  they  the  works  of  God  defpife, 
Nor  will  his  grace  adore, 
His  wrath  fiiall  utterly  deftroy, 
And  build  them  up  no  more. 
>  But  I,  with  due  acknowledgment, 
His  ptaifes  will  refound, 
From  whom  the  cries  of  my  diflrefs 
A  gracious  anfwer  found. 

f  My  heart  if: 'confidence  repos'd 

In  God  my  ftrength  and  fhield  ; 
In  him  I  truftcd  and  return'd 

Triumphant  from  the  field  : 
As  he  has  made  my  joys  complete, 

'Tisjuft  that  I  mould  raife 
The  cheerful  tribute  of  my  thanks^ 

And  thus  refound  hit  praife  ; 


PSALM    XXIX.  47 

8  "  His  aiding  pow*r  fupports  the  troops 

"  That  my  juft  caufe  maintain  r 
««  'Twas  he  advanc'd  me  19  trie  throne  j 
"  'Tis  he  fecures  my  reign." 

9  Preferve  thy  chofen,  and  proceed 

Thine  heritage  to  blefs, 
With  plenty  profper  them,  in  peace  : 
In  battle,  with  fuccefs. 

Psalm    XXIX.     Long  Metre. 

1  "X7"E  princes  that  in  might  excel, 

X        Your  grateful  facrifice  prepare  ; 
God's  glorious  actions  loudly  tell, 
His  wond'rous  pow'r  to  all  declare. 

2  To  his  great  name  freih  altars  raife, 

Devoutly  due  refpect  afford  ; 
Him  in  his  holy  temple  praife, 

Where  he's  with  folemn  ftate  ador'd. 

3  'Tis  he  that  with  amazing  noife 

The  wat'ry  clouds  in  funder  breaks  : 
The  ocean  trembles  at  his  voice, 

When  he  from  Heav'n  in  thunder  fpeaks. 
4,  5  How  full  of  pow'r  his  voice  appears  ! 

With  what  majeftick  terror  crown'd  ! 
Which  from  the  roots  tali  cedars  tears, 

And  ftrews  their  fcatter'd  branches  round. 

6  They,  and  the  hills  on  which  they  grow, 
Are  fometimes  hurry 'd  far  away  ; 
And  leap  like  hinds  that  bounding  go$ 
Or  unicorns  in  youthful  play. 
7,  8  When  God  in  thunder  loudly  fpeaks, 
And  fcatter'd  flames  of  lightning  fends, 
The  foreft  nods,  the  defart  quakes, 
And  flubborn  Kadifo  lowly  bends. 


48  PSALM    XXX. 

9  He  makes  the  hinds  to  cad  their  young, 
And  lays  the  beads'  dark  coverts  bare  ; 
While  thofe  that  to   his  courts  belong, 
Securely  ling  his  praifes  there. 
io,  II  God  rules  the  angry  floods  on  high  ; 
His  boundlefs  fway  (hall  never  ceafe  ; 
His  people  he'll  with  ftrength  fupply, 
And  blefs  his  own  with  conltant  peace. 

Psalm    XXX.     Common  Metre, 

I    T  'LL  celebrate  thy  praifes,  Lord, 
X      Who  didft  thy  pow'r  employ 
To  raife  my  drooping  head,  and  check 
My  foes'  infulting  joy. 
2,  3  In  my  diltrefs  I  cry'd  to  thee, 
Who  kindly  didft  relieve, 
And  from  the  grave's  expecting  jaws, 
My  hopelefs  life  retrieve. 

4  Thus  to  his  courts,  ye  faints  of  his, 

With  fongs  of  praife  repair  : 
With  me  commemorate  his  truth, 
And  providential  care. 

5  His  wrath  has  but  a  moment's  reign  ; 

His  favour  no  decay  : 
Your  night  of  grief  is  recompens'd 
With  joy's  returning  day. 

6  But  I,  in  profp'rous  days,  prefum'd  ; 

No  fudden  change  I  fear'd  : 

Whilli  in  my  funfhine  of  fuccefs 

No  low'ring  cloud  appearM. 

7  But  foon  I  found  thy  favour,  Lord, 

My  empire's  only  trnft  ; 
For  when  thou  hid'ft  thy  face,  I  faw 
My  honour  laid  in  duft. 


PSALM    XXXI.  49 

8  Then,  as  I  vainly  had  prefum'd, 
My  error  I  confefs'd  } 
And  thus  with  fupplicating 'voice 
Thy  mercy's  throne  addiefs'd  : 
g  '«  What  profit  is  there  in   my  blood, 
"  Congeal'd  by  death's  cold  night  ? 
"  Can  filent  afhes  fpeak  thy  praife, 
"  Thy  wond'rous  truth  recite  ? 

10  "  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  in  mercy  hear, 

"  Thy  wonted  aid  extend  : 
*'  Do  thou  fend  help,  on  whom  alone 
"  I  can  for  help  depend." 

1 1  'Tis  done  ;  thou  haft  the  mournful  fcene 

To  fongs  and  dancing  turn'd  : 
Inverted  me  in  robes  of  ftate, 
Who  late  in  fackcloth  moura'd. 

12  Exalted  thus,  I  gladly  fing 

Thy  praife  in  grateful  verfe  ; 
And,  as  thy  favours  endlefs  are, 
Thy  endlefs  praife  rehearfe. 

Psalm   XXXI.     Short  Metre. 

x       TP\EFEND  me,  Lord,  from  mamc  ; 
JL/     For  ftill  I  truft  in  thee  : 
As  juit  and  righteous  is  thy  name, 
From  danger  fet  me  free. 

2  Bow  4own  thy  gracious  ear,  * 
And  fpeedy  fuccour  fend  : 

Do  thou  my  feed  fad  rock  appear, 
To  fheker  and  defend. 

3  Since  thou,  when  foes  opprefs, 
My  rock  and  fortrefs  art, 

To  guide  me  forth  from  this  diftrefst 
Thy  wonted  help  impart, 
E 


50  PSALM    XXXI. 

4  Releafe  me  from  the  fnare 
Which  they  have  clofely  laid  ; 

Since  I,  O  God,  my  ftrength,  repair 
To  thee  alone  for  aid. 

5  To  thee,  the  God  of  truth, 
My  life,  and  all  that's  mine, 

(For  thou  preferv'ft  me  from  my  youth) 
I   willingly  refign. 

6  All  vain  defigns  I  hate, 
Of  thofe  that  trull  in  lies  : 

And  (till  my  foul,  in  every  ftate, 
To  God  for  fuccour  flies. 

PART     II. 

7  Thofe  mercies  thou  haft  mown, 
I'll  cheerfully  exprefs  ; 

For  thou  haft  feen  my  ftraits,  and  known 

My  foul  in  deep  diftrefs. 
3       When  Keilah's  treach'rous  race 

Did  all  my  ftrength  enclofe, 
Thou  gav'ft  my  feet  a  larger  fpace, 

To  fhun  my  watchful  foes. 

9       Thy  mercy,  Lord,  difplay, 
And  hear  my  juft  complaint  ; 
For  both  ray  foul  and  flefh  decay, 
With  grief  and   hunger  faint. 
io     Sad  thoughts  my  life  opprcfs  ; 
My  years  are  (pent  in  groans  ; 
My  fins  have  made  my  ftrength  decreafe, 
And  cv'n  confum'd  my  bones. 

1 1     My  foes  my  fuff'rings  mock'd  ; 
My  neighbours  did  upbraid  ; 
My  friends,  at  fight  of  me,  were  mock'd. 
And  fled  as  men  difmay'd. 


PSALM    XXXI.  51 

12  Forfook  by  all  am  I, 

As  dead  and  out  of  mind  ; 
And,  like  a  fhatter'd  vefiel  lie, 
Whofe  parts  can  ne'er  be  join'd. 

13  Yet  fland'rous  words  they  fpeak, 
And  feem  my  pow'r  to  dread  : 

Whilft  they  together  counfel  take, 
My  guiltlefs  blood  to  fhed. 

14  But  ftill  my  ftedfaft  truft, 
I  on  thy  help  repofe  : 

That  thou,  my  God,  art  good  and  juft, 
My  foul  with  comfort  knows. 

PART     III. 

15  Whate'er  events  betide, 
Thy  wifdom  times  them,  all  : 

Then,  Lord,  thy  fervant  fafely  hide 
From  thofe  that  feek  his  fall. 

16  The  brightnefs  of  thy  face, 
To  me,  O  Lord,  difclofe  : 

And  as  thy  mercies  ftill  increafe, 
Preferve  me  from  my  foes. 

17  Me  from  dishonour  fave, 
Who  ftill  have  call'd  on  thee  ; 

Let  that,  and  filence  in  the  grave, 
The  finner's  portion  be. 

18  Do  thou  their  tongues  reftrairl, 
Whofe  breath  in  lies  is  fpent  ; 

Who  falfe  reports,  with  proud  difdain, 
Againft  the  righteous  vent. 

19  How  great  thy  mercies  are 
To  fuch  as  fear  thy  name  ; 

Which  thou,  for  tliofe  that  truft  thy  car€?_ 
Doft  to  the  world  proclaim  ! 


S2         PSALM    XXXII. 

20     Thou  keep'ft  them  in  thy  fight, 
From  proud  oppreffors  free  ; 
From  tongues  that  do  in  ftrife  delight, 
They  are  preferv'd  by  thee. 
2i      With  glory  and  renown 

God's  name  be  ever  blefs'd  j 
Whofe  love  in  Keilah's  well  fenc'd  town 
Was  wond'roufly  exprefs'd. 
2Z      I  faid,  in   hafty   flight, 

"  I'm  banifh'd  from  thine  eyes  ;" 
Yet  ftill  thou  keep'ft  me  in  thy  light, 
And  hear'ft  my  earntft  cries. 

23  O  !  all  ye  faints,  the  Lord 
With  eager  love  purfue  ; 

Who  to  the  jua  will  help  afford, 
And  give  the  proud  their  due. 

24  Ye  that  on  God  rely, 
Courageoufly  proceed  : 

For  he  will  yet  your  hearts  fupply 
With  ftrength,  in  time  of  need. 

Psalm   XXXII.     Long  Metre. 

1  T  T  E's  bled,  whofe  fins  hare  pardon  gain'd, 
XJL      No  more  in  judgment  to   appear  ; 

2  Whofe  guilt  remiflion  has  obtain'd, 

And  whofe  repentance  is   fincere. 

3  While  I  concealed  the  fretting  fore, 

My  bones  confum'd  without  relief  ; 
All  day  did  I  with  anguifh   roar  ; 
But  no  complaints  afTuag'd  my  grief. 

4  Heavy  on  me  thy  hand  remain'd, 

By  day  and  night  alike  diflrefs'd  ; 
'Till  quite  of  vital  moilture  drain'd, 
Like  land  with  fummcr's  drought  opprefs'd*. 


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PSALM    XXXIII.         5 j 

£  No  fooner  I  my  wound  difclos'd, 

The  guilt  that  tortur'd  me  within, 
But  thy  forgivenefs  interpos'd, 

And  mercy's  healing  balm  pour'd  in. 

6  True  penitents  fhall  thus  fucceed, 

Who  feek  thee  while  thou  may'ft  be  found, 
And,  from  the  common  deluge  freed, 
Shall  fee  remorfelcfs  finners  drown'd* 

7  Thy  favour,  Lord,  in  all  diftrefs, 

My  tow'r  of  refuge  I  muft  own  : 
Thou  (halt  my  haughty  foes  fupprefs, 
And  me  with  fongs  of  triumph  crown; 

8  In  my  inftru&ion  then  confide, 

You  that  would  truth's  fafe  path  defcry  ; 
Your  progrefs  I'll  fecurely  guide, 
And  keep  you  in  my  watchful  eyew. 

9  Submit  yourfelves  to  wifdom's  rule, 

Like  men  that  reafon  ha»e  attain 'd  ; 
Not  like  th'ungovern'd  horfe  and  mule, 
Whofe  fury  muft  be  curb'd  and  reign'd. 

io  Sorrows  on  forrows  muhiply'd, 

The  harden'd  finner  mail  confound  : 
But  them  who  in  his  truth  confide, 
Bleffings  of  mercy  mail  furround. 
1 1   His  faints,  that  have  perform'd  his  laws, 
Their  life  in  triumphs  fhall  employ  : 
Let  them  (as  they  alone  have  caufe) 
In  grateful  raptures  fhout  for  joy. 

Psalm  XXXI IL     Common  Metre, 

l ,  T     ET  all  the  juft  to  God  with  joy 
«-  J      Their  cheerful  voices  raife  ; 
For  well  the  righteous  it  becomes 
To  ling  glad  fongs  of  praifc* 

E  2 


54        PSALM   XXXIII. 

2,  3  Let  harps  and  pfaheries,  and  lutes, 
In  joyful  concert  meet  ; 
And  new-made  fongs  of  loud  applaufc 
The  harmony  complete. 

4,  5   For  faithful  is  the  word  of  God  : 

His  works  with  truth  abound  : 
He  juftice  loves  ;  and  all  the  earth 

Is  with  his  goodnefs  crown'd. 
5  By  his  almighty  word,  at  firft, 

Heaven's  glorious  arch  was  rear'd  ; 
And  all  the  beauteous  hofts  of  light, 

At  his  command  appear'd. 

7  The  fwelling  floods  together  rolPd, 
He  makes  in  heaps  to  lie  ; 
And  lays,  as  in  a  ftorehoufe  fafe, 
The  wat'ry  trcafures  by. 

5,  9  Let  earth,  and  all  that  dwell  therein, 

Before  him  trembling  ftand  : 
For,  when  he  fpake  the  word,  'twas  made  f 
'Twas  fix'd  at  his  command. 

jo  He,  when  the  heathen  clofely  plot, 
Their  counfels  undermines  : 
His  wifdom  ineffectual  makes 
The  people's  ram  defigns. 

1 1  Whate'er  the  mighty  Lord  decrees, 

Shall  ftand  forever  fure  ; 
The  fettled  purpofe  of  his  heart 
To  ages  (hall  endure. 

PART     II. 

12  How  happy  then  are  they,  to  whom 

The  Lord  for  God  is  known  ! 
Whom  he,  from  all  the  world  befides. 
Has  chofen  for  his  own, 


PSALM    XXXIV.         55 

13,   14,   15   He  all  the  nations  of  the  earth, 
From  heav'n,  his  throne,  furvey'd  : 
Hefaw  their  works,  and  view'd  their  thoughts, 
By  him  their  hearts  were  made. 

16,   17     No  king  is  fafe  by  numerous  hofts  j 
Their  ftrength  the  ftrong  deceives  ; 
No  manag'd  horfe,  by  force  or  fpeed, 
His   warlike  rider  faves. 
18,   19  'Tis  God,  who  thofe  that  truft  in  him, 
Beholds  with  gracious  eyes  : 
He  frees  their  foul  from  death  ;  their  want, 
In  time  of  dearth,  fupplies. 

20,  21   Our  foul  on  God  with  patience  waits  1 
Our  help  and  fhield  is  he  ; 
Then,  Lord,  let  ililhour  hearts  rejoice, 
Becaufe  we  truft  in  thee. 
22  The  riches  of  thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Do  thou  to  us  extend  ; 
Since  we,  for  all  we  want  or  wifh, 
On  thee  alone  depend. 

Psalm  XXXIV,     Common  Metre, 

1  HT^HRO'  all  the  changing  fcenes  of  life, 

X        In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praifes  of  my   God  (hall  ftill 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliv'rance  I  will  boaft, 

'Till  all  that  are  diftrefs'd, 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  reft, 

3  O  !   magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

With  me  exalt  his  name  : 

4  When  in  diftrefs  to  him  I  call'd; 

He  to  my  refcue  earoe, 


5,6         PSALM    XXXIV. 

5  Their  drooping  hearts  were  foon  refrcfh'd, 

Who  look'd  to  him  for  aid. 
Defir'd  fuccefs  in  ev'ry  face 
A  cheerful  air  difplay'd. 

6  "  Behold  (fay  they)  behold  the  man 

"  Whom  providence  reliev'd  ; 

"  So  dang'roufly  with  woes  befet, 

"  So  wond'rotifly  retritv'd  !" 

7  The  hods  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  juft  ; 
Deliv'rance  he  affords  to  all 
Who  on  his  fuccour  truil. 

8  O  !   make  but  trial  of  his  love, 

Experience  will  decide 
How  bleft  they  are,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

9  Fear  him,  ye  faints,  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  elfe  to  fear  : 
Make  you  his  fervice  your  delight  ; 
He'll  make  your  wants  his  care. 

10  While  hungry  lions  lack  their  prey,. 

The  Lord  will  food  provide 
For  fuch  as  put  their  truft  in  him, 
And  fee  their  needs  fupply'd. 

n  PART    II, 

li   Approach,  ye  pioufly  difpos'd, 
And  my  inftru&ion  hear  ; 
I'll  teach  you  the  true  difcipline 
Of  his  religious  fear. 

12  Let  him  who  length  of  life  defires, 

And  profp'rous  days  would  fee, 

13  From  fland'ring  language  keep  his  tongue, 

His  lips  from  falfchood  free. 


PSALM   XXXV.        57 

14  The  crooked  paths  of  vice  decline, 

And  virtue's  ways  purfue  ; 

EftabliJh  peace  where  'tis  begun* 

And  where  'tis  loft,  renew. 

15  The  Lord  from  Heav'n  beholds  the  juft, 

With  favourable  eyes  ;. 
And  when  diftrefs'd,  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  their  cries  ; 

16  But  turns  his  wrathful  look  on  thofe, 

Whom  mercy  can't  reclaim, 
To  cut  them  off,  and  from  the  earth 
Blot  out  their  hated  name. 

17  Deliv'rance  to  his  faints  he  gives, 

When  his  relief  they  crave  ; 

18  He's  nigh  to  heal  the  broken  heart, 

And  contrite  fpirit  fave. 

19  The  wicked  oft,  but  Mill  in  vain, 

Again  ft  the  juft  confpire  : 

20  For,  under  their  aifli&ion's  weights 

He  keeps  their  bones  entire. 

21  The  wicked,  from  their  wicked  arts, 

Their  ruin  (hall  derive  ; 
Whilft  righteous  men,  whom  they  deteft* 
Shall  them  and  theirs  furvive. 

22  For  God  preferves  the  fouls  of  thofe, 

Who  on  his  truth  depend  : 

To  them  and  their  pofterity, 

His  bleffings  mail  defcend. 

Psalm    XXXV.     Common  Metre. 

I      A    GAINST  all  thofe  that  ftrive  with  me, 
jfjL     O  Lord,  affert  my  right  : 
With  fuch  as  war  unjuftly  wage*       * 
Do  thou  my  battles  fight. 


58         PSALM    XXXV. 

2  Thy  buckler  take,  and  bind  thy  (hield 

Upon  thy  warlike  arm  : 
Stand  up,  my  God,  in  my  defence, 
And  keep  me  fafe  from  harm. 

3  Bring  forth  thy  fpear,  and  (top  their  courfe, 

That  hafte  my  blood  to  ipill  : 

Say  to  my  foul,  "  I  am  thy  health, 

"  And  will  preferve  thee  frill." 

4  Let  them  with  fliame  be  cover'd  o'er, 

Who  my  deftru&ion  fought  : 
And  fuch  as  did  my  harm  devife, 
Be  to  confufion  brought. 

5  Then  (hall  they  fly,  difpers'd  like  chaff 

Before  the  driving  wind  ; 
God's  vengeful   minifters  of  wrath 
Shall  follow  clofe  behind. 

6  And,  when  through  dark  and  flipp'ry  ways,. 

They  flrive  his  rage  to  fhun, 
His  vengeful  minifters  of  wrath 
Shall  goad  them  as  they  run. 

7  Since,  unprovok'd  by  any  wrong, 

They  hid  their  treach'rous  fnare  ; 
And  for  my  harmlefs  foul  a  pit 
Did  without  caufe  prepare  ; 

8  Surpriz'd  by  mifchiefs  unforefeen, 

By  their  own  arts  betray'd, 
Their  feet  mail  fall  into  the  net, 
Which  they  for  me  have  laid. 

9  Whilft  my  glad  foul  fhall  God's  great  name 

For  this  deliv'rance  blefs  ; 
And,  by  his  faving  health  ftcur'd, 
Iu  grateful  joy  exprefs* 


PSALM    XXXV.         S9 

10  My  very  bones  fhall  fay,  '?  O  Lord, 

"  Who  can  compare  with  thee  ? 
"  Who  fett'lt  the  poor  and  helplefs  man 
"  From  llrong  oppreflbrs  free." 

PART     II. 

1 1  Falfe  witneffes,  with  forg'd  complaints, 

Againft  my  truth  combin'd  ; 
And  to  my  charge  fuch  things  they  laid, 
As  I  had  ne?er  defign'd. 

12  The  good  which  I  to  them  had  done, 

With  evil  they  repaid  ; 
And  did  by  malice  undeferv'd 
My  harmlefs  life  invade. 

1 3  But  as  for  me,  when  they  were  fick, 

I  flill  in  fackcloth  mourn'd  ; 
I  pray'd  and  faded,  and  my  prayer 
To  my  own  breaft  return'd. 

14  Had  they  my  friends  or  brethren  been, 

I  could  have  done  no  more  ; 
Nor  with  more  decent  figns  of  grief 
A  mother's  lofs  deplore. 

15  How  difFrent  did  their  carriage  prove, 

In  times  of  my  diftrefs  ; 
When  they,  in  crowds,  together  met, 

Did  favage  joy  exprcfs. 
The  rabble  too,  in  num'rous  throngs, 

By  their  example  came  ; 
And  ceas'd  not  with  reviling  words 

To  wound  my  fpotlefs  fame. 

16  Scoffers  that  noble  tables  haunt, 
And  earn  their  bread  with  lies, 

Did  gnafh  their  teeth,  and  fland'rous  jells 
Malicioufly  devife. 


60  PSALM    XXXV. 

i  j  But,  Lord,  how  long  wilt  thou  look  on  \ 
On  my  behalf  appear  ; 
And  fave  my  guiklefs  foul,  which  thty 
Like  rav'ning  beafts  would  lear. 

PART     III. 

I S  So  I,  before  the  liii'ning  world, 
Shall  grateful  thanks  exprefs  ; 
And  when  their  great  affembly  meets 
Thy  name  with  praifes  blefs. 

19  Lord,  fuffer  not  my  caufelefs  foes, 

Who  me  unjuftly  hate, 
With  open  joy,  or  fecret  figns, 
To  mock  my  fad  eftate. 

20  For  they,  with  hearts  averfe  from  peace, 

Induftrioufly  devife, 
Againft  the  men   of  quiet  minds, 
To  forge  malicious  lies. 

21  Nor  with  thefe  private  arts  content, 

Aloud  they  vent  their  fpite, 
And  fay,  "  At  lall  we've  found  him  out  i 
"  He  did  it  in  our  fight.'* 

22  But  thou  who  doft  both  them  and  me 

With  righteous  eye  furvey, 
AfTert  my  innocence,  O  Lord, 
And  keep  not  far  away. 

23  Stir  up  thyfelf  in  my  behalf, 

To  judgment,  Lord,  awake  : 
Thy  righteous  fervant's  caufe,  O  God, 
To  thy  decifion  take. 

24  Lord,  as  my  heart  has  upright  been, 

Let  me  thy  juftice  find  ; 
Nor  let  my  cruel  foes  obtain 
The  triumphs  they  defign'd. 


PSALM    XXXVI.         61 

25  O  !  let  them  not  amongft  themfelves, 

In  boafting  language  fay, 
"  At  length  our  wifnes  are  complete  ; 
"  At  lad  he's  made  our  prey." 

26  Let  fuch  as  in  my  harm  rejoie'd, 

For  fname  their  faces  hide  ; 
And  foul  difhonour  wait  on  thofe 
That  proudly  me  defy'd. 

27  Whilft  they  with  cheerful  voices  fhout, 

Who  my  juft  caufe  befriend  ; 
And  blefs  the  Lord,  who  loves  to  make 
Succefs  his  faints  attend. 

28  So  mall  my  tongue  trjy  judgments  fing, 

Infpir'd  with  grateful  joy  ; 
And  cheerful  hymns,  in  praife  of  thee, 
Shall  all  my  days  employ. 

Psalm    XXXVI.     Long  Metre.  ■ 

I    T\/|"Y  crafty  foe,  with  flatt'ring  art, 
J,Vx     His  wicked  purpofe  would  tfifguife, 
But  reafon  whifpers  to  my  heart, 

"  No  fear  of  God's  before  his  eyes." 
He  fooths  himfelf,  retir'd  from  fight  ; 

Secure  he  thinks  his  treach'rous  game  ; 
'Till  his  dark  plots,  expos'd  to  light, 

Their  falfe  contriver  brand  with  fhame* 

3  In  deeds  he  is  my  foe  confefs'd, 

While  with  his  tongue  he  fpeaks  me  fair ; 
True  wifdom's  banifh'd  from  his  breaft, 
And  vice  has  fole  dominion  there. 

4  His  wakeful  malice  fpends  the  night 

In  forging  his  accurs'd  defigns  ; 
His  obftiriate,  ungen'rous  fpite 
No  execrable  means  declines. 
F 


61        PSALM  XXXVII. 

5  But,  Lord,  thy  mercy,  my  fure  hope, 

The  highest  orb  of  Heav'n  tranfcends  ; 
Thy  facred  truth's  unmeafur'd  fcope 
Beyond  the  fpreading  ikies  extends. 

6  Thy  juftice  like  the  hills  remains  ; 

Unfathom'd  depths  thy  judgments  are  ; 
Thy  providence  the  woild  furtains  ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  care. 

7  Since  of  thy  goodnefs  all  partake, 

With  what  alfurance  mould  the  juft 
Thy  fhelt'ring  wings  their  refuge  make, 
And  faints  to  thy  protection  truft  ! 
3  Such  guefts  (hall  to  thy  courts  be  led, 
To  banquet  on  thy  love's  repaft  : 
And  drink,  as  from  a  fountain's  head, 
Of  joys  that«mall  forever  laft. 

-9  With  thee  the  fprings  of  life  remain  ; 
Thy  prefence  is  eternal  day  : 

10  O  !  let  thy  faints  thy  favour  gain, 

To  upright  hearts  thy  truth  difplay. 

1 1  While  pride's  infulting  foot  would  fpurn, 

And  wicked  hands  my  life  furprifc  ; 

12  Their  mifchiefs  on  themfelves  return  ; 

Down,  down  they're  fall'n,  no  more  to  rife! 


Psalm  XXXVII.  Particular  Metrt 

1  'T^HO'  wicked  men  grow  rich  or  great, 

X        Yet  let  not  their  fuccefsful  (late 
Thy  anger,  or  thy  envy,  raife  ; 

2  For  they,  cut  down,  like  tender  grafs, 
Or  like  young  (Jpw'rs,  away  mail  pafs, 

Whofe  blooming  beauty  foon  decays. 


PSALM    XXXVII.         63 

3  Depend  on  God,   and  him  obey  ; 
So  thou  within  the  land  fhall  ft  ay, 

Secure  from  danger  and  from  want  • 

4  Make  his  commands  thy  chief  deligh-t, 
And  he,  thy  duty  to  requite, 

Shall  all  thy  earned  wifhes  grant. 

5  In  all  thy  ways  truft  thou  the  Lord, 
And  he  will  needful  help  afford, 

To  perfect  ev'ry  juft  defign  ; 

6  He'll  make,  like  light,  ferene  and  clear, 
Thy  clouded  innocence  appear, 

And  as  a  mid-day  fun  to  mine. 

n  With  quiet  mind  on  God  depend, 
And  patiently  for  him  attend,. 

Nor  let   thy  anger  fondly  rife, 
Though  wicked  men  with  wealth  abounds 
And  with  fuccefs  their  plots  are  crown'd,-*- 

Which  they  maliciously  devife. 

$  From  anger  ceafe,  and  wrath  forfake  ; 
Let  no  ungovern'd  paffion  make 

Thy  wav'ring  heart  efpoufe  their  crime  % 
9  For  God  fhalPfinfui  men  deilroy  ; 
While  only  they  the  land  enjoy, 

Who  truft  in  him  and  wait  his  time. 

30  How  foon  fhall  wicked  men  decay  ; 
Their  place   fhall  vanifli  quite  away, 
Nor  by  the  ftridieft  fearch   be  found  ; 

11  While  humble  fouls  poffefs  the  earth, 
Rejoicing  ilill  with  godly  mirth, 

With  peace  and  plenty  always  crown'd, 

P  A  R  T     II. 

12  WThiie  finful  Crowds,  with  falfe  defign, 

Again  It  the  right^jfcis  few  combine, 


64        PSALM    XXXVII, 

Andgnafhtheirteeth,and  threat'ning  {land; 
13   God  (hall  their  empty  plots  deride, 
And  laugh  at  their  defeated  pride  : 
He  fees  their  ruin  near  at  hand. 

34  They  draw  the  fword,  and  bend  the  bow, 

The  poor  and  needy  to  overthrow, 

And  men  of  upright  lives  to  flay  : 

1$    But  their  ftrong  bows  (hall  foon  be  brake  ; 

Their  fharpen'd  weapons3  mortal  llroke 

Thro*  their  own  hearts  (hall  force  its  way, 

16  A  little,  with  God's  favour  bleft, 
That's  by  one  righteous  man  poffefs'd, 

The  wealth  of  many  bad  excels  : 

17  For  God  fupports  the  juft  man's  caufe  ; 
But  as  for  thofe  that  break  his  laws, 

Their* unfuccefs ful  pow'r  he  quells. 

18  His  conflant  care  the  upright  guides, 
And  over  all  their  life  prefides  ; 

Their  portion  fhall  forever  laft  : 

19  They,   when  diftrefs  o'erwhelms  the  earthy 
Shall  be  unmov'd,  and  e*.*n  in  dearth 

The  happy  fruits  of  plenty  tafte. 

10  Not  fo  the  wicked  man,  and  thofe 

Who  proudly  dare  God's  will  oppofe  ; 
Deftru&ion  is  their  haplefs   fhare  : 
Like  fat  of  lambs,  their  hopes,  and  they, 
Shall  in  an  inftant  melt  away, 
And  vanifh  into  Jmoke  and  air. 

PART     III. 

21  While  finners  brought  to  fad  decay, 
Still  borrow  on,  and^iever  pay, 
The  juft  have  will 


j  xiever  pay, 

l*fed  pow'r  to  giv*. 


PSALM    XXXVIL        6S 

22  For  fuch  as  God  vonchfafes  to  blefe, 
Shall  peaceably  the  earth  poffcfs, 

And  thofe  he  curfes  fhail  not  live. 

23  The   good  man's  way  is  God's  delight, 
He  orders  all  the   fteps  aright, 

Of  him   that  moves   by  his  command  : 
24.  Though   he  fometimes   may  be  dittrefs'd, 
*  Yet   mail  he  ne'er  be  quite  opp^efs'd, 
For  God  upholds  him  with  his  hand. 

25  From  my  firft  youth,  'till  age  prevail'd, 
I  never  law  the  righteous  fail'd, 

Or  want  o'entake  his    num'rous  race  ; 

26  Bccaufe  compaffion   fill'd  his   heart, 
And  he  did  cheerfully   impart, 

God  made  his  offspring's  wealth  increafe, 

27  With  caution  flitin  each  wicked  deed, 
In  virtue's  ways  with   zeal    proceed, 

And  fo  prolong  your  happy  days  : 

28  For  God,  who  judgment  loves,  does  ftill 
Preferve  his  faints  fecure  from  111, 

While  foon  the  wicked  race  decays. 

29,  30,  31   The  upright  mail  pofTefs  the  land, , 
His  portion  mail  for  ages  ftand  ; 
His  mouth  with  wifdom  is  fupply'd, 
His  tongue  by  rules  of  judgment  moves. 
His  heart   the  law  of  God  approves  ; 
Therefore  his  footfleps  never  Aide. 

PART     IV. 

33  In  wait  the  watchful   finner  lies, 
In  vain  the  righteous  to  furprife  5 
In  vain  his  ruin  does  decree 
F  *. 


i  ruin 


66        PSALM    XXXVIIL 

33  God  will  not  him  defencelefs  leave 
To  his  revenge  expos'd,  but  fave, 

And  when  he's  fentenc'd  fet  him  free. 

34  Wait  ftiU  on  God  ;  keep  his  command, 
And  thou,  exalted  in  the  land, 

Thy  bleft  poffcffion  ne'er  mall  quit  ; 
The  wicked  foon  deflroy'd  fhall  be, 
And  at  his  difmal  tragedy 

Thou  (halt  a  fafe  fpectator  fit. 

35  The  wicked  I  in  pow'r  have  feen, 
And  like  a  bay  tree  frefh  and  green, 

That  fpreads  its  pleafant  branches  round  % 

36  But  he  was  gone  as  fwift  as  thought, 
And  though  in  ev'ry  place  I  fought, 

No  fign  or  track  of  him  1  found. 

37  Obferve  the  perfect  man  with  care, 
And  mark  all  fuch  as  upright    are  ; 

Their  roughed  days  in  peace  (hall  end  : 

38  While  on  the  latter  end  of  thofe, 
Who  dare  God's  facred  will  oppofe, 

A  common  ruin  (hall  attend. 

39  God  to  the  jufl  will  aid   afford  : 
Their  only  fafeguard  is  the  Lord  ; 

Their  ftrength,  in  time  of  need,  is  he  : 

40  Becaufe  on  him  they  ftiU  depend, 
The   Lord  will   timely  fuccour  fend, 

And  from  the  wicked  let  them  free. 

Psalm    XXXVIIL    Common  Metre. 

1   '""p1  HY  chaining  wrath,  O  Lord,  reftrain, 

X        Though    I  deferve  it  all  ; 
Nor  let  at  once  on  me  the  florin 
Of  thy  difplcafurc  MI. 


PSALM    XXXVIII.       67 

2  In  ev'ry  wretched  part  of  me 

Thy  arrows  deep  remain  ; 
Thy  heavy   hand's  afflicting  weight 
I  can   no  more  fuiiain. 

3  My  flefh  is  one  continued  wound, 

Thy  wrath  fo   fiercely  glows  ; 
Betwixt   my  punifhment  and  guilt, 
My  bones  have  no  repofe. 

4  My  fins,  which  to  a  deluge  fwell, « 

My  finking  head  o'erfiow  ; 
And,  for  my  feeble  itrength  to  bearj 
Too   vaft  a  burden  grow. 

5  Stench  and  corruption  fill  my  wounds, 

My  folly's  j Lift  return  : 

6  With  trouble  I  am   warp 'id  and  bow'd,, 

And  all  day  long  I   mourn. 

7  A  loath'd  difeafe  afflicts  my  loins, 

Infecting   ev'ry  part  ; 
§  With  ficknefs  worn,   I  groan  and   roar. 
Through  anguifh  of  my  heart. 

PART     II. 

9  But,  Lord,  before  thy  fearching  eyes 
All  my  defires  appear  ; 
And,  fure,  my  groans  have  been  too  loud, 
Not  to  have  reach/d  thine  ear. 
TO  My  heart's  opprefs'd,  my  flrength  decay'd, 
•  My  eyes  depriv'd  of  light  : 

11  Friends,  lovers,  kinfmen,  gaze  aloof 

On  fuch  a  difmal  fight. 

12  Mean  while,  the  foes  that  feek  my  life, 

Their  fnarcs  to  take  me  fet  ; 
Vent  flanders,  and  contrive  all  day 
To  forge  fome  new  deceit. 


6*         PSALM    XXXIX. 

13  But  I,  as  if  both  deaf  and  dumb, 

Nor  heard,   nor  once  reply'd  ; 

14  Quite  deaf  and  dumb,  like  one  whofe  tongue 

With  confcious  guilt   is  ty'd. 

1.5   For,  Lord,  to  thee  I   do  appeal, 
My   innocence  to  clear  ; 
Affur'd  that  thou,  the  righteous  God, 
My   injur'd   caufe   will   hear. 

16  u  Hear   me,"  faid    I,    "  left  my  proud  foes 

"  A  fpiteful  joy  difplay  ; 
"  Infnlting,   if  they   fee  my   foot 
st  But  once  to  go  affray.*' 

17  And  with  continu'd   grief  opprefs'd, 

To  fink    I    now  begin, 
1 3  To  thee,   O   Lord,   I  will  confefs, 
To  thee  bewail  my  un, 

19  But  while  I  languim,  my  proud  foes 

Their  ftrength   and   vigour  boaft  ; 
And  they  who  hate  me  without  caufe, 
Are  grown  a  dreadful  holt. 

20  Ev'n  they  whom  I  oblig'd,  return 

My  kindnefs  with  defpite  ; 
And  are  my  enemiVs,  becaufe 
I   choofe  the  path   that's,  right. 

21  Forfake  me  not,  O  Lord,   my  God, 

Nor  far  from   me  depart  ; 

22  Make  hafle  to  my  relief,   O  thou 

Who  my  falvation  art. 

Psalm  XXXIX.     Common  Metre. 

1    TJ  ESOLV'D  to  watch  o'er  all  my  way*, 
JLv      I   kept   my  tongue  in   awe  ; 

I  cuib'd  my  hafty  words,  when  I, 
The  profp'rous  wicked  faw. 


PSALM    XXXIX.         69 

2  Like  one  that's  dumb,  I  filent  flood, 

And  did  my  tongue  refrain 
From  good  difcourfe  ;  but  that  reftraint 
Increas'd  my  inward  pain. 

3  My  heart  did  glow,  which  working  thoughts 

Did  hot  and  relllefs  make  ; 
And  warm  reflections  fann'd  the  £re, 
Till  thus   at  length  I  fpake  : 

4  Lord,  let  me  know  my  term  of  days. 

How  foon  my  life  will  end  : 
The  num'rous  train  of  ills  difclofe* 
Which  this  frail  Mate  attend. 

5  My  life,  thou  know'ft,  is  but  a  fpan  ; 

A  cypher  fums  my  years  ; 
And  ev'ry  man,   in   beft  eftate, 
But  vanity   appears. 

6  Man,  like  a  fhadow,  vainly  walks, 

With  fruitlefs  cares  opprefs*d  :; 
He  heaps  up  wealth,  but  cannot  tell 
By  whom  'twill  be  poffefs'd. 

7  WThy  then  mould  I,  on  worthlefs  toys* 

With  anxious  care,   attend  ? 
On  thee  alone  my  ftedfaft  hope 

Shall  ever.    Lord,   depend. 
S,  9   Forgive  my  tins  ;   nor  let  me  fcorn'd 

By  foolifh   finners  be  ; 
For  I  was  dumb,  and  murmur'd  not9 

Becaufe  *twas  done  by  thee. 

XO  The  dreadful  burden  of  thy  wrath 
In   mercy  foon  remove; 
Left  my  frail  fieib.  too  weak  to  bear 
The  heavy  load  fhould  prove,. 


70  PSALM    XL. 

11  For  when  thou  chaft'neft  man  for  fin, 

Thou   mak'ft   his  beauty  fade 
(So  vain  a  thing  is  he  ! )   like  cloth 
By  fretting  moths  decay'd. 

12  Lord,  hear  my  cry,  accept  my  tears, 

And    liften  to   my   prayV, 
Who  fojourn  like  a  ftranger  here, 
As  all    my    fathers    were. 

13  O  !   fpare  me  yet  a  little  time  ; 

My  wafted   ftrength  rcftoie, 

Before  I  vanifli  quite  from  hence, 

And  mall  be  feen  no  more. 

Psalm    XL.     Long  Metre. 

1  T    WAITED  meekly  for  the  Lord, 
X      'Till  he  vouchfaPd  a  kind  reply  ; 
Who  did  his  gracious  ear  afford, 

And  heard  from  Heav'n  my   humble  cry. 

2  He  took  me  from  the  difmal  pit, 

When  founder'd  deep  in   miry  clay  ; 
On  folid   ground  he   plac'd   my   feet, 
And  fuffer'd  not  my  fteps  to  ftray. 

3  The  wonders  he  for  me  has  wrought, 

Shall  fill  my  mouth  with  fongs  of  praife  ; 
And  others,  to  his  worfhip  brought, 

To  hopes  of  like    deliv'rance   laife. 
4.  For  blefiings  fhall  that  man   reward, 

Who  on    th'  almighty  Lord  relies  ; 
Who  treats  the   proud   with  difregard, 

And  hates  the  hypocrite's  difguife.  ■ 

5   Who  can  the  wond'rous  works  recount, 

Which  thou,  O  God,  for  us  haft  wrought  ? 
The  treafures  of  thy  love   furmount 

The  pow'r  of  numbers,  fpeech  and  thought. 


PSALM    XL.  71 

6  Fve  learn'd  that  tboa  haft  not  defirM 

OfPrings  and  facrifice  alone  ; 
Nor  blood  of  guiltlefs  beads  requir'd, 
For  man's  tranfgrcffion  to  atone. 

7  I  therefore  come come  to  fulfil 

The  oracles  thy  books  impart  : 
3  'Tis  my  delighc  to  do  thy  will  ; 
Thy  law  is  written  in  my  heart. 

PART     II. 

9  In  full  afTemblies  I  have  told 

Thy  truth  and  righteoufnefs  at  large  : 
Nor  did,   thou  know'ft,   my  lips  with-hold 
From  uttering  what  thou  gav'ft  in  charge, 

10  Nor  kept  within  my  bread  confin'd, 

Thy  faithfulnefs  and  faviog  grace  ; 
But  preach'd  thy  love  for  all  dcfign'd, 
That  all  might  that  and  truth  embrace, 

1 1 .  Then  let  thofe  mercies  I  declar'd 
To  others,  Lord,  extend  to  me  : 
Thy  loving  kindnefs  my  reward, 
Thy  truth  my  fure  protection  be. 

12  For  I  with  troubles  am  diftrefs'd, 

Too  vaft  and  numberlefs  to  bear  : 
Nor  lefs  with  loads  of  guilt  opprefs'd, 
That  plunge  and  fink  me  to  defpair. 

As  foon,  alas  !  T  may  recount 
The  hairc  on  this  afHi&ed  head  ; 

My  vanquifh'd  courage  they  furmount, 
And  fill  my  drooping  foul  with  dread- 

P  A  R  T     III. 

13  But,  Lord,  to  my  felief  draw  near  ; 

For  never  was  more  preffing  need  ; 
In  nay  deliv'rance,  Lord,   appear, 
And  add  to  that  deliv'rance  fpeed, 


72  PSALM   XLI. 

14  Confufion  on  their  heads  return, 

Who  to  dettroy  my  foul  combine  ; 
Let  them,  defeated,  blufh  and  mourn, 
Enfnar'd  in  their  own  vile  defign. 

15  Their  doom  let  defolation  be, 

With  fname  their  malice  be  repaid, 
WTho  mock'd  my  confidence  in  thee, 
And  fport  of  my  affliction  made. 

16  While  thofe  who  humbly  feek  thy  face. 

To  joyful  triumphs  £hall  be  raiVd  ; 
And  all  who  prize  thy  faving  grace, 

With  me  refound — the  Lord  be  prais'd. 

17  Thus,  wretched  though  I  am,  and  poor, 

Of  me  th'  almighty  Lord  takes  care  : 
Thou,   God,  who  only  canft  reftore, 
To  my  relief  with  fpeed  repair. 

Psalm    XLI.     Common  Metre. 

i   TTAPPY  the  man  whofe  tender  care 
jLjL      Relieves  the  poor  diftrefs'd  ; 
When  he's  by  troubles  compafs'd  round, 
The  Lord  fhall  give  him  reft. 

2  The  Lord  his  life,  with  bleffings  crown'd) 

In  fafety  fhall  prolong  ; 
And  difappoint  the  will  of  .thofe, 
Who  feek  to  do  him  wrong. 

3  If  he  in  languishing  eftate, 

Opprefs'd  with  ficknefs  lie  ; 

The  Lord  will  eafy  make  his  bed, 

And  inward   ftrength  fupply. 

4  Secure  of  this,  to  thee,   my  God, 

I   thus  my  pray'r  addrefs'd  ; 
11  Lord,  for  thy  mercy,   heal  my  foul, 
**  Though  I  have  much  tranfgrefs'd." 


PSALM    XLL 

c  My  cruel  foes,  with  iland'rous  words, 
Attempt  to  wound  my  fame  : 
"  When  mall  he  die  (fay  they)  and  meii 
"  Forget  his  very  name  V 
6  Suppofe  they  formal  vifits  make, 
'Tis  all  but  empty  mow  : 
They  gather  mifchief  in  their  hearts, 
And  vent  it  where  they  go. 

7,  8  With  private  whifpers,  fuch  as  thefe, 
To  hurt  me  they  devife  : 
**  A  fore  difeafe  afflicts  him  now  : 
"  He's  fali'n,  no  more  to  rife." 
o  My  own  familiar  bofom  friend, 
On  whom  I  moft  rely'd, 
Has  me,  whofe  daily  gueft  he  was, 
With  open  fcorn  defy'd. 

10  But  thou  my  fad  and  wretched  (late, 

In  mercy,  Lord,  regard  ; 
And  raife  me  up,  that  all  their  crimes 
May  meet  their  juft  reward. 

1 1  By  this  I  know,  thy  gracious  ear 

Is  open  when  I  call  ; 
Becaufe  thou  fuffer'ft  not  my  foes 
To  triumph  in  my  fall. 

1 2  Thy  tender  care  fecures  my  life 

From  danger  and  difgrace  ; 
And  thou  vouchfaf'ft  to  fet  me  ftill 
Before  thy  glorious  face. 

13  Let  therefore  IfraePs  Lord  and  God 

From  age  to  age  be  bleft  : 
And  all  the  people's  glad  applaufc 
With  loud  amens  exprefs'd. 
G 


73 


74  PSALM    XLII. 


Psalm    XLII.     Common  Metre. 

1  A    S  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  ftrearas, 
jLJL      When   heated   in   the  chace  ; 

So  longs  my  foul,   O   God,  for  thee, 
And  thy  refrefhing  grace. 

2  For  thee,  my  God,  the  living  God, 

My   thirfly  foul  doth  pine   : 
O  !   when  (hall  I  behold  thy  face,    . 
Thou  majefty  divine  ? 

3  Tears  are  my  conftant  food,  while  thus 

Infulting   foes  upbraid  ; 
(i  Deluded  wretch  !   where 's  now  thy  God  .? 
"  And  where  his  promis'd  aid  V 

4  I  figh  whene'er  my  mufing  thoughts 

Thofe  happy  days  prefent, 
When  I  with  troops  of  pious  friends 
Thy  temple  did  frequent  : 

W"hen  I  advanc'd  with  fongs  of  praife, 

My  folemn  vows  to  pay  ; 
And  led  the  joyful  facred  throng, 

That  kept  the  feiial  day. 

5  Why  reftlefs,  why  caft  down  my  foul  ? 

Truft  God,  and  he'll  employ 
His  aid  for  thee,  and  change  thefe  fighs 
To  thankful  hymns  of  joy. 

6  My  foul's  caft  down,  O  God  ;  but  thinks 

On  thee  and  Sion  (till  ; 
From  Jordan's  banks,  from  Hermon?s  height:-. 
And  Millar's  humbler  hill. 

7  One  trouble   calls  another  on  ; 

And,  burfting  o'er  my  head, 
Fall  fpouting  down,  'till  round  my  fot;^ 
A  roaring  fea  is  fprcad. 


PSALM    XLIII.  75 

S   But  when  thy  prefencc,  Lord  of  life,, 
Has  once  difpell'd   the    dorm, 
To  thee  I'll  midnight  anthems  ling, 
And  all  my  vows  perform. 
g  God  of  my  ftrength,  how  long  fhall  I, 
Like  one  forgotten,  mourn, 
Forlorn,  forfaken,   and  expos'd 
To  my  oppreffbrs'  fcorn. 

10  My  heart  is  pierc'd  as  with  a  fword, 
While  thus  my  foes  upbraid  ; 
"  Vain  boafter,  where  is  now  thy  God  j 
"  And  where  his  promised  aid  r' 
51   "Why  reftlefs,  why  cad  down  my  foul  ? 
Hope  Hill  ;   and   thou  (halt  fing 
The  praife  of  him  who  is  thy   God, 
Thy  health's  eternal  fpring. 

Psalm    XLIII.     Long  Metre* 

i     TUST  Judge  of  Heav'n,  againft  my  foes 
<J       Do  thou  affert  my  injur'd  right  i 
O  !   fct  me  free,  my  God,  from  thofe 
That  in  deceit  and  wrong  delight. 
Z   Since  thou  art  dill  my  only  day, 

Why  leav'd  thou  me  in  deep  didrefs  ? 
Why  go  I  mourning   all  the  day, 
While  me  infulting  foes  opprefs  ? 

3  Let  me  with  light  and  truth  be  bled, 

Be  thefe  my  guides,  and  lead  the  way, 
'Till  on  thy  holy  hill  I  reft, 

And  in  thy  facred  temple  pray. 

4  Then  will  I  there  frefn  altars  raife 

To  God,   who  is  my  only  joy  j 
And  well-tun'd  harps,  with  fongs  of  praife3 
Shall  all  my  grateful  hours  employ. 


76  PSALM    XLIV. 

5  Why  then  cafl  down,  my  foul  ?  and  why 

So  much  opprefs'd  with  anxious  care  ? 
On  God,  thy  God,   for  aid  rely  ; 
Who  will  thy  ruin'd  ftate  repair. 

Psalm    XLIV.     Common  Metre, 

i    /^V    LORD,  our  fathers  oft  have  told 
\J      In  our  attentive  ears, 
Thy  wonders  in  their  days  perform'd, 
And  elder  times  than  theirs  : 
z   How  thou,  to  plant  them  here,  didft  drive 
The  heathen   from   this  land, 
Difpeopled   by  repeated  ftrokes 
Of  thy  avenging  hand. 

3  For  not  their  courage,  nor  their  fwoid, 

To  them  pofleffion  gave  ; 
Nor  ftrength,  that  from  unequal  force, 

Their  fainting  troops  could   fave  ; 
But  thy  right  hand,  and  pow'rful  arm, 

Whofe  fuccour  they  implor'd  ; 
Thy  prefence  with  the  chofen  race, 

Who   thy  great  name  ador'd. 

^.   As  thee  their  God  our  fathers  own'd, 
Thou  art  our  fov'rcign  King  ; 
O  !   therefore,  as  thou  didft  to  them, 
To  us  deliv'rance  bring, 
e  Through  thy  victorious  name,  our  arms 
The  proudeft  foe  (hall  quell  ; 
And  crufh  them  with  repeated  ftrokes, 
As  oft  as  they  rebel. 

6  I'll  neither  trull  my  bow  nor  fwortl. 

When   I  in  fight  engage  : 

7  But  thee,  who  haft  our  foes  fubdu'd, 

And  fham'd  their  fpittful  rage. 


PSALM    XLIV.  77 

ST  To  thee  the  triumph  we  afcrfbe, 
From  whom  the  conqueft  came  : 
In  God  we  will  rejoice  all  day, 
And  ever  blefs  his  name. 
PART     II. 

9  But  thou  haft  caft  us  off  ;  and  now 

Mod  fhamefully  we  yield  ; 
For  thou  no  more  vouchfaf  'ft  to  lead 
Our  armies  to  the  field. 

10  "Since  when   to  ev'ry  upftart  foe 

We  turn  our  backs  in  fight  ; 
And  with  our  fpoil  the  malice  feaft, 
Who  bear  us  ancient  fpite. 

I!  To  (laughter  doom'd,  we  fall  like  fh'eep 
Into  their  butch'ring  hands  ; 
Or  (what's  more  wretched  yet)  furvive, 
Difperf'd  through  heathen  lands. 
12  Thy  people  thou  haft  fold  for  Haves  ; 
And  fet  their  price  fo  low, 
That  not  thy  treafure  by  the  fale, 
But  their  difgrace  may  grow  : 

3.3,  14  Reproach'd  by  all  the  nations  round, 
The  heathen's  bye-word  grown  ;. 
Whofe  fcorn  of  us  is  both  in  fpeech, 
And  mocking  geftures,  fhown. 

15  Confufion  ftrikes  me  blind  ;  my  face 

In  confcious  lhame  I  hide  ; 

16  While  we  are  fcofPd,  and  God  blafphem'd, 

By  their  licentious  pride. 
P  A  R  T     III. 
27  On  us  this  heap  of  woes  is  falPn  ; 
All  this  we  have  endur'd  ; 
Yet  have  not,  Lord,  renounc'd  thy  name, 
Or  faith  to  thee  abjur'd  :• 
G* 


7%  PSALM    XLV. 

18  But  in  thy  righteous  paths  have  kept 

Our  hearts  and  fieps    with  care  ; 

19  Though  thou  haft  broken  all  our  ftrength, 

And  we  almoft  defpair. 

10  Could  we,  forgetting  thy  great  name, 
On  other  gods  rely, 

21  And  not  the  Searcher  of  all  hearts 

The  treach'rous  crime  defcry  ? 

22  Thou  feeft  what  fuff'rings  for  thy  fake 

We  ev'ry  day  fuftain  ; 
All  flaughter'd,  or  referv'd  like  fheep 
Appointed  to  be  flain. 

23  Awake,  arife  ;  let  feeming  deep 

No  longer  thee  detain  ; 
Nor  let  us,  Lord,  who  fue  to  thee, 
Forever  fue  in   vain. 

24  O  !  wherefore  hideft  thou  thy  face 

From  our  afflicted  ftate, 

25  Whofe  fouls  and  bodies  fink  to  earth 

With  grief's  oppreffive  weight  ? 

26  Arife,  O  Lord,  and  timely  hade 

To  our  deliv'rance  make  ; 
Redeem  us,  Lord,  if  not  for  ours, 
Yet  for  thy  mercy's  fake. 

—  -  w  ■  '  '  ■■ 

P  s  a  j,  m    XLV.     Common  Metre. 

1  "¥  XTHile  I  theKing's  loud  praife  rehearfe, 

V V        Indited  by  my  heart, 
My  tongue  is  like  the  pen  of  him 
That  writes  with  ready   art. 

2  How  matchlefs  is  thy  form,  O  King  ! 

Thy  mouth  with  grace  o'erflows  : 
Becaufe  frefh  bleflings  God  on  thee 
Eternally  beftows, 


PSALM    XLV.  79 

3  Gird  on  thy  fword,  mod  mighty  Prince, 

And  clad  in  rich  array, 
With  glorious  ornaments  of  pow'r, 
Majeftick  pomp  difplay. 

4  Ride  on  in  ftate,  and  ftill  protect 

The  meek,  the  juft,  the  true  ; 
While  thy  right  hand  with  fwift  revenge 
Does  all  thy  foes  purfue. 

5  How  (harp  thy  weapons  are  to  them 

That  dare  thy  pow'r  oppofe  ! 
Down, down  they  fall,  while  thro'  their  hearty 
The  pointed  arrow  goes. 

6  But  thy  firm  throne,  O  God,  is  fix'd 

Forever  to  endure  ; 
Thy  foepter'd  fway  fiiall  always  laft, 
By  righteous  laws  iecure. 

7  Becaufe  thy  heart,  by  juftice  led, 

Did  upright  ways  approve, 
And  hated   dill  the  crooked  paths 

Where  wand'ring  finners  rove  ; 
Therefore  did  God,  thy  God,  on  thee 

The  oil  of  gladnefs  flied  ; 
And  has,  above  thy  fellows  round, 

Advanc'd  thy  lefty  head. 

8  With  caffia,  aloes,  and  myrrh, 

Thy  royal   robes  abound  : 
Which,  from  the  ftately  wardrobe  brought, 
Spread  grateful  odours  round. 

9  Among  the  honourable  train 

Did  princely  virgins  wait  ; 
The  Queen  was  plac'd  at  thy  right  hand 
In  golden  robes  of  ftate. 


So  PSALM    XLV. 

PART     II. 

10  But  thou,  0  royal  bride,  give  ear, 

And  to  my  words  attend  ; 
Forget  thy  native  country  now, 
And  ev'ry  former  friend. 

11  So  fhall  thy  beauty  charm  the  King, 

Nor  (hall  his  love  decay  : 
For  he  is  now  become  thy  Lord  ; 
To  him  due  reverence  pay. 

12  The  Tyrian  matrons,  rich  and  proud, 

Shall  humble  prefents  make, 
And  all  the  wealthy  nations  fue, 
Thy  favour  to  partake. 

13  The  King's  fair  daughter's  beauteous  foul 

All  inward  graces  fill, 
Her  raiment  is  of  pureft  gold, 
Adorn'd  with  collly  fkill. 

14  She  in  her  nuptial  garments  drefs'd, 

With  needles  richly  wrought, 
Attended  by  her  virgin  train, 
Shall  to  the  King  be  brought 

15  With  all  the  Mate  of  folemn  joy 

The  triumph  moves  along  ; 
'Till,  with  wide  gates,  the  royal  court 
Receives  the  pompous  throng. 

16  Thou,  in  thy  royal  Father's  room, 

Mu ft  princely  ions  expeft  ; 
Whom  thou  to  different  realms  may'ft  fend 
To  govern  and  protect  : 

v\y  While  this  my  fong  to  future  times 
Tranfmits  thy  glorious  name  ; 
And  makes  the  world  with  one  content 
Thy  lailing  praiie  proclaim. 


PSALM    XLVI.  8 1 

. 

Psalm   XLVI.     Particular  Metre. 

l    /~*\  OD  is  our  refuge  in  diflrefs  ; 

VJT      A  prefent  help  when  dangers  prefs  \ 
In  him,  undaunted,  we'll  confide  : 
2,  3   Though  earth  were  from  her  centre  tciVd, 
And  mountains  in  the  ocean  loft, 
Torn  piecemeal  by  the  roaring  tide, 

.|  A  gentler  ftream  with  gladnefs  ftill 
The  city  of  our  Lord  {hall  fill, 

The  royal  feat  of  God  moil  high  ; 

5  God   dwells  in   Sion,  whofe  fair  tow'rs 
Shall  mock  th'aflaults  of  earthly  pow'rs, 

While  his  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

6  In  tumults  when  the  heathen  rag'd, 
And  kingdoms  war  againft    us  wag'd, 

He  thunder'd,    and  difpers'd  their  po\v'r& 

7  The  Lord  of  hofts  conduces  our  arms, 
Our  tow'r  of  refuge  in   alarms, 

Our  father's  guardian  God,  and  ours. 


8  Come,  fee  the  wonders  he  has  wrought. 
On  earth  what  defolation  brought  ; 

9  How  he  has  calm'd  the  jarring  world  ; 
He  broke  the  warlike  fpear  and  bow  ; 
With  them  their  thund'ring  chariots  too 

Into  devouring  flames  were  hurl'd. 

io  Submit  to  God's  almighty  fway  ; 
For  him  the  heathen  (hall  obey, 

And  earth  her  fov'reign  Lord  confefs  : 
II    The  Lord  of  ho(U  conduces  our  arms, 
Our  tow/r  of  refuge  in  alarms  ; 
As  to  our  fathers  in  difu'efs* 


$2   PSALM   XLVII,  XLVIII. 
Psalm    XLVII.     Long  Metre. 

i    (~\    ALL  ye  people,  clap  your  hands, 
2    \^J       And  with  triumphant  voices  fing  : 
No  force   the  mighty  pow'r  withftands, 
Of  God,    the   univerfal   King. 
3,  4  He  (hall  oppofing  nations  quell, 

And  with  fuccefs  our  battles  fight  ; 
Shall  fix  the  place  where  wc  mull  dwell, 
The  pride  of  Jacob,  his  delight. 

5,  6  God  is  gone  up,  our  Lord  and   King, 
With  Jhouts  of  joy,  and  trumpets'  found  : 
To  him  repeated  praifes  fing, 

And   let   the  cheerful  fong  go   round. 
7,  8  Your  utmoft  fkill  in  praife  be  mown, 
For  him   who  all  the  world  commands  ; 
Who  fits  upon   his  righteous  throne, 

And  fpreads  his  fway  o'er  heathen  lands. 

9  Our  chiefs,  arid  tribes,  that  far  from  hence 
T'  adore  the  God  of  Abra'm  came, 
Found  him  their  conftant  fare  defence  ; 
How  great   and  glorious  is  his  name  ! 

Psalm   XLVIII.      Common  Metre. 

1  rT^HE   Lord,   the  only  God,   is  great, 

X        And   greatly  to   be  prais'd 
In    Sion,   on   whofe   happy   mount 
His  facred   throne   is   rais'd. 

2  Her  tow'rs,  the  joy  of  all  the  earth, 

With   beauteous  profpccl   rife  ; 
On  her  north  fide  th'  almighty  King's 
Imperial   city   lies. 

3  God  in  her  palaces  is  known  : 

His  prefence  is  her  guard  ; 

4  Confederate  kings  withdrew  thdr  fiege, 

And  of  fuccefs  defpair'd. 


PSALM    XLVIII.-         83 

e,   They  view'd  her  walls,  admir'd  and  fled, 
With  grief  and   terror  ftruck  ; 

6  Like  women,   whom  the  fudden  pangi 

Of  travail  had   o'ertook. 

7  No  wretched  crew  of  mariners 

Appear  like   them  forlorn, 
When  fleets  from  Tarfhifh's  wealthy  coafU 

By  eaftern  winds  are  torn. 
$  In  Sion  we  have  feen  perform'd 

A  work  that   was  foretold  : 
In  pledge  that   God,  for  times  to  come5 

His  city  will  uphold, 

9  Not  in  our  fortrefles  and  walk 

Did  we,  O  God,  confide  ; 
But  on  the  temple  fix'd  our  hopes, 
In  which  thou  didil  refide. 

10  According  to  thy  fov'reign  name, 

Thy  praife  through  earth  extends  j 
Thy  pow'rful  arm,   as  juftice  guides, 
Chaftifes  or  defends. 

11  Let  Sion's  mount  with  joy  refound^ 

Her  daughters  all  be  taught, 
In  fongs  his  judgments  to  extol, 
Who  this  deliv'rance  wrought. 

12  Compafs  her  walls  in  folemn   pomp  ; 

Your  eyes  quite  round   her  caft  ; 
Count  all  her   tow'rs,  and  fee  if  thsrc 
You  find  one  ftone  difplac'd. 

1 3  Her  forts  and  palaces  furvey  j 

Obfervc  their  order  well  ; 
That,  with  affurance,  to  your  heirs? 
The  wonder  you  may  tell. 


84  PSALM    XLIX. 

14  This  God  is  ours,  and  will  be  ours, 
While  we  in  him  confide  ; 
Who,  as  he  has  preferv'd  us  now, 
Till  dealh  will  be  our  guide. 

Psalm    XLIX.    Common  Metre. 

1  T     ET  all  the  lift'ning  world  attend, 

2  1  a      And  my  inftruftions  hear  : 
Let  high  and  low,  and  rich  and  poor, 

With  joint  confent  give  ear  : 

3  My  mouth,  with  facred  wifdom  fill'd, 

Shall  good  advice  impart  ; 
The  found  refult  of  prudent  thoughts 
Digefted   in  my  heart. 

4  To  parables  of  weighty  fenfe 

I  will  my  ear  incline  ; 
While  to  my  tuneful  harp  I  fing 
Dark  words  of  deep  defign. 

5  Why  mould  my  courage  fail  in  times 

Of  danger  and  of  doubt  ; 
When  finncrs,  that  would  me  fupplant, 
Have  compafs'd  me  about  ? 

6  Thofe  men,  that  all  their  hope  and  truft 

In  heaps  of  treafure  place  ; 
And  boafling,  triumph,  when  they  fee 
Their  ill-got  wealth  increafe  ; 

7  Are  yet  unable  from  the  grave 

Their  dearelt  friend  to  free  ; 
Nor  can,  by  force  of  coftly  bribes, 
Reverfe  God's  firm  decree. 

8,  g  Their  vain  endeavours  they  mud  quit, 
The  price  is  held  too  high  ; 
No  fums  can  purchafe  fuch  a  grant, 
That  man  (hall  never  die. 


PSALM    XLIX.  85 

10  Not  wifdom  can  the  wife  exempt. 

Nor  fools  their  folly  fave  ; 
But  both  mud  perifh,  and  in  death9 
Their  wealth  to  others  leave. 

11  For  though  they  think  their  ftately  feats 

Shall  ne'er  to   ruin,   fall  ; 
But   their  remembrance  laft  in  lands, 
Which  by  their  names  they  cajl  ; 
32  Yet  (hall  their  fame  be  foon  forgot, 
How  great  foe^er  their  flate  : 
With  beads  their  memory,  and  they, 
Shall  fhare  one  common  fate. 

PART      II. 

13  How  great  their  folly  is,  who  thus 

Abfurd  conclusions  make  ! 
And  yet  their  children,  unreclaim'd, 
Repeat  the  grofs  miftake. 

14  They  all,  like  fheep  to  flaughter  led9 

The  prey  of  death  are  made  ; 
Their  beauty,   while   the  juft  rejoice, 
Within  the  grave  fhall  fade. 

15  But  God  will  yet  redeem  my  foul  | 

And  from  the  greedy  grave 
His  greater  pow'r  fhall  fet  me  free, 
And  to  himfelf  receive. 

16  Then  fear  not  thou,  when  worldly  men 

In  envy'd  wealth  abound  ; 
Nor  though  their  profp'rous  houfe  increafe, 
With,  ftate  and  honour  crown'd. 

£7  For  when  they're  fummonM  hence  by  death, 
They  leave  all  this  behind  ; 
No  fhadow  of  their  former  pomp 
Within  the  grave  they  find  : 
H 


36'  PSALM    L. 

j  8  And  yet  they  thought  their  flate  was  blelt, 
Caught  in  the  flatt'rer's  fnare, 
Who  praifes  thofe  that  flight  all  elfe, 
And  of  themfclves  take  care. 

19  In  their  forefather's  fteps  they  tread  ; 

And  when,  like  them,  they  die, 
Their  wretched    anceftors   and   they 
In  endlefs  darknefs  lie. 

20  For  man,  how  great  foe'er  his  ftate, 

Unlcfs  he's  truly  wife, 
As  like  a  fenfual  bead  he  lives, 
So  like  a  bead  he  dies. 


Psalm    L.     Particular  Metre. 

1  r  ■  ^HE  Lord  hath  fpoke,  the  mighty  God 

2  JL        Hath  fent  his  fummons  all  abroad, 

From  dawning  light,  till  day  declines  : 
The  lift'ning  earth  his  voice  hath  heard, 
And  he  from  Sion  hath  appear'd, 

Where  beauty  in  perfection  mines. 

3,  4  Our  God  fhall  come,  and  keep  no  more 
Mifconftru'd  filence,  as  before ; 

But  wafting  flames  before  him  fend  : 
Around  (hall  tempefts  fiercely  rage, 
While  he  does  Heaven  and  earth  engage 
His  juft  tribunal  to  attend. 

5,  6  Affemble  all  my  faints  to  me, 

(Thus  runs  the  great  divine  decree) 
That  in  my  lading  cov'nant  live  ! 
And  off'rings  bring  with  conftant  care  : 
(The  Heavens  his  jufticc  (hall  declare  ; 
For  God  himfelf  fhall  fentence  give.) 


PSALM    L.  £7 

7  Attend  my  people  ;  Ifrael  hear  y 
Thy  ftrong  accufer  I'll  appear  ; 

Thy  God,  thy  only  God,  am  I  : 

8  'Tis  not  of  ofPrings  I  complain, 
Which,  daily  in  my  temple  flain, 

My  facred  altar  did  fupply. 

9  Will  this  alone  atonement  make  ? 
No  bullock  from  thy  flail  1*11'  take, 

Nor  he-goat  from  thy  fold  accept  : 
2  0  The  foreft  beads,  that  range  alone, 
The  cattle  too  are  all  my  own, 

That  on  a  thoufand   hills  are  kept. 

ill  know  the  fowls,  that  build  their  nefts 
In  craggy  rocks  ;  and  favage  beafts, 
That  loofely  haunt  the  open  fields  : 

12  If  feiz'd  with  hunger  I  could  be, 
I  need  not  feck  relief  from   thee, 

Since  the  world's  mine,  and  all  it  yields* 

13  Think'ft  thou  that  I  have  any  need 

On  flaughter'd  bulls  and  goats  to  feed. 
To  eat  their  flefli,  and  drink  their  blood  ; 

14  The  facrifices  I    require, 

Are  hearts  which  love  and  zeal  infpire, 
And  vows  with  ftrictcft  care  made  good, 

15  In  time  of  trouble  call  on  me, 
And  I  will  fet  thee  fafe  and  i'ree  ; 

And  thou  returns  of  praife  malt  make, 

16  But  to  the  wicked  thus  faith  God, 
How  dar'ft  thou  teach  my  laws  abroad, 

Or  in  thy  mouth  my   cov'nant  take  r 

17  For  ftubborn  thou,   confirmed   in  fin, 
Haft  proof  againft  inftru&ion  been., 


88  PSALM    LI. 

And   of  my  word  didft  lightly  fpeak. 
28   When  thou  a  fubtle  thief  didft  fee, 
Thou  gladly  didft  with   him   agree, 
And  with  adult'rers  didft:  partake. 

59  Vile  flander.is  thy  chief  delight  ; 

Thy  tongue  by  envy   mov'd,  and  fpite, 
Deceitful  tales  doll  hourly  fpread. 
20  Thou  doft  with  hateful  fcandals  wound 
Thy  brother,  and  with  lies  confound 
The  offspring  of  thy   mother's  bed. 

zi  Thefe  things  didft  thou,  whom  dill  I  drove 
To  gain  with  iilence,  and    with  love  ; 
Till  thou  didft  wickedly  furmife, 
That  I  was  fuch  an  one  as  thou  ; 
But  I'll  reprove  and  fhame  thee  now, 


And   fet  thy  fins  btfore  thine   eyes, 


22  Mark  this,  ye  wicked   fools,  left  I 
Let  all  my  bolts  of  vengeance  fly, 

While  none  (hall  dare  your  caufe  to  own 

23  Who  praifes  me,  due  honour  gives  ; 
And  to  the   man  who  juftly  lives, 

My  ftrong  falvation    mall  be  mown. 

Psalm    LI.     Short  Metre. 

I  f  T  AVE  mercy,  Lord,  on  me, 

JL  X      As  thou  wert  ever  kind  : 
Let  me,  opprefs'd  with   loads  of  guilt* 
Thy  wonted  mercy   find. 
2,  3  Warn  off  my  foul  offence, 

And  cleanfe  me  from    my  fin  : 
For  I   confefs  my  crime,  and  fee 
Haw  great  my  guilt  has  bten, 


PSALM    LI.  89 

4  Againfl:  thee,  Lord,  alone, 
And  only  in   thy  fight, 

Have  I  tranfgrefs'd  ;  and  though  condemn,d> 
Mud  own  thy  judgments  right. 

5  In  guilt  each  part  was  form'd 
Of  all  this  finful  frame  ; 

In  guilt  I  was  conceiv'd,  and  born 
The  heir  of  fin  and  fharae. 

6  Yet  thou,  whofe  fearching   eye 
Does  inward  truth  require, 

In  fecret  didft  with  wifdorn's  law& 
My  tender  foul  infpire. 

7  With  hyfTop  purge  me,  Lord  ; 
And  fo  I  clean  (hall  be  : 

I  fhall  with  fnow  in  whitenefs  vie, 
When  purified  by  thee. 

3       Make  me  to  hear  with  joy 
Thy  kind  forgiving  voice  ; 
That  fo  my  bones  which  thou  haft  broke 
May  with  frefh  ftrength  rejoice. 
9,  10  Blot  out  my  crying  fins, 
Nor  me  in  anger  view  ; 
Create  in  me  a  heart  that's  clean* 
An  upright  mind  renew. 

PART     II. 

J I      Withdraw  not  thou  thy  help, 
Nor  cart  me  from  thy  fight  y 
Nor  let  thy  Holy  Spirit  take 
Its  everlafting  flight. 
12     The  joy  thy  favour  gives. 
Let  me  again  obtain  ; 
And  let  thy  Spirit's  firm  fuppor4 
My  fainting  foul  fuftain, 
H  2 


90  PSALM    LIL 

13  So  I   thy  righteous  ways 
To   finners  will   impart  ; 

While  my  advice   fhall  wicked   men 
To  thy juft  laws  convert. 

14  My  guilt  of  blood   remove, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ; 

And  my  glad  tongue  (hall  loudly  tell 
Thy  righteous  acts  abroad. 

35      Do   thou  unlock  my  lips,. 

With  forrow  clos'd,  and  fhame  : 
So  fhall  my  mouth  thy  wond'rous-  praife 
To   all   the   world   proclaim. 
1 6     Could  facrifice  atone, 

Whole  flocks  and   herds  fhould  die  ; 
But  on  fuch  ofiF'rings  thou  difdain'ft 
To  caft  a  gracious  eye. 

37  A   broken   fpirit   is 

By  God   molt  highly  priz'd  ; 
By  him  a  broken  contrite  heart 
Shall  never  be  Jefpis'd. 

38  Let  Sion    favour  find, 

Of  thy  good  will  affur'd  ; 
And   thy  own  city  flourifh.  long,. 
By  lofty  walls  fecur'd. 

19     The  juft  mall  then  attend, 
And  plcafing  tribute  pay  ; 
And   facriSce   of  choiceft   kind- 
Upon  thy  altar  lay. 

Psalm    LIL     Common  Metre, 

3    T  N   vain,  O  lawlefs  man   of  might, 
1      Thou  boafVft  thyfelf  in  ill  ; 
Since  God,  the  God  in   whom  I  trufK 
Vouchfafes  his  favour  ft  ill. 


PSALM    LIIL  9,1 

2  Thy  wicked  tongue   does  fland'rous  tales 
Malicioufly  devife  ; 
And  fharper  than  a  razor  fet, 

It  wounds  with   treach'rous  lies. 

3,  4.  Thy  thoughts  are  more  on  ill,  than  good, 
On  lies  than  truth   employ'd  ; 
Thy  tongue  delights  in   words,  by  whic]* 
The  guiltlefs  are  deftroy'd. 

5  God  (hall  forever  blaft  thy  hopes, 

And  (natch  thee  foon  away  j 
Nor  in  thy  dwelling  place  permit* 
Nor  in    the  world  to  flay. 

6  The  juft,  with  pious  fear,  mail  fee 

The  downfal  of  thy  pride  : 

And  at   thy  fudden   ruin   laugh* 

And  thus  thy  fall  deride  : 

7  i{  See  there  the  man  that  haughty  wa5j 

"  Who  proudly  God   defy'd, 
"  Who  trufted   in  his  wealth,  and  ilill 
"  On   wicked  arts  rely'd." 

S  But  I  am  like  thofe  olive  plants 
That  fhade  God's  temple  round  ; 
And   hope    with    his    indulgent  grace 
To  be   forever  crown'd. 
9  So  mail  my  foul  with  praife,  O  God, 
Extol  thy  wond'rous  love  ; 
And  on  thy  name  with  patience  wait  ; 
For  this  thy  faints  approve. 

Psalm    LIIL     Common  Metre. 

I  r  I  THE  wicked  fools  mull  fure  fuppofe 
X        That  God  is  but  a  name  : 
This,  grofs  miftake  their  practice  m.ows3 
Since  virtue  all  difclaim. 


92  PSALM    LIV\ 

2  The  Lord  look'd  down  from  HeavVs  high 

The  fons  of  men  to  view,  £tow'r, 

To  fee  if  any  own'd  his  pow'r, 
Or  truth  or  juftice  knew. 

3  But  all  he  faw  were  backward  gone* 

Degen'rate  grown,  and  bafe  ; 
None   for  religion  car'd,  not  one 
Of  all  the   finful  race. 

4  But  are  thofe  workers  of  deceit 

So  dull  and  fenfelefs  grown, 
That  they  like  bread  my  people  eat, 
And  God's  juft  pow'r  difown  ? 

5  Their  caufelefs  fears  mail  ftrangely  grow  ; 

And  they,   defpis'd   of  God, 
Shall  foon  be  foil'd  :    His  hand  (hall  throw 
Their  mattered   bones  abroad. 

6  Would  he  his  faving  pow'r  employ, 

To  break  our  fervile  band, 
Loud  fhouts  of  univerfal  joy 
Should  echo  through  the  land. 
-  -  ■* 

Psalm    LIV.     Common  Metre. 

1  X     ORD,  fave  me,  for  thy  glorious  name; 

2  R.  j      And  in  thy  ftrength   appear, 
To  judge  my  caufe  ;    accept  my  pray'r, 

And  to  my  words  give  ear. 

3  Mere  ftrangers  whom  I  never  wrong'd, 

To  ruin   me  defign'd  ; 
And  cruel  men,   that  fear  no  God, 
Againfl  my  foul  combin'd. 

4,  5  But  God  takes  part  with  all  my  friends: 
And  he's  the  furefl:  guard  : 
The  God  of  truth  mall  give  my  foes 
Their  falihood's  juft  reward  ; 


PSALM    LV.  93 

6  While  I  my  grateful  off'rings  bring, 

And   facrific*   with  joy  ; 
And   in   his  praife  my  time  to  come 
Delightfully    employ. 

7  From   dreadful  danger  and   diftrefs 

The   Lord   hath   fct   me  free  : 
Through   him   mail    I    of  all   my  foes 
The  jud    dcil ruction   fee. 

Psalm    LV.     Common  Metre. 

1  /^1  1VE  ear,  thou  Judge  of  all  the  earth, 
V_3T      And   liften   when    I   pray  ; 

Nor  fiom   thy   humble  fuppliant   turn 
Thy  glorious  face   away. 

2  Attend   to   this   my   fad  complaint, 

And"  hear  my  grievous   moans; 

While   I   my   mournful   cafe  declare 

With  artlefs  fighs  and  groans. 

3  Hark,  how  the  foe  infults   aloud  i 

How  fierce  oppreffors  rage  ! 
Whofe  fland'rous  tongues, with  wrathful  hate, 
Againft    my  fame   engage. 
4,  5'  My  heart  is   rack'd   with   pain,   my  foul 
With  deadly  frights  diftrefs'd  ; 
With  fear  and  trembling  compafs'd  round. 
With  horror  quite  opprefs'd. 

6   How  often  wiuVd   I   then,   that   I 

The  dove's  fwift  wings  could  get  ; 
That  I   might  take  my  fpeedy  flight, 
And  feek  a  fafe  retreat  ! 
7,  8    Then  would   I  wander  far  from    hen«se? 
And    in   wild  defarts  ftray, 
Till  all  this  furious  ftorm  was  fpent,. 
This  tempeft  paft  away* 


94  PSALM   LV. 

PART     II. 

9  Deftroy,  0  Lord,  their  ill  deflgns, 

Their  counfcls  foon  divide  ; 
For  through  the  city  my  griev'd  eyes 
Have  ftrife  and  rapine  fpy'd. 

10  By  day  and   night,  on  ev'ry  wall 

They  walk   their   conusant    round, 
And  in  the  midtl  of  all  her  ftrength, 
Are  grief  and  mifchief  found. 

11  Whoe'er  through  ev'ry  part  (hall  roam, 

With  frefh  diforders  meet  ; 
Deceit  and  guile  their  conftant  ports 
Maintain  in  ev'ry  ftreet. 

12  For  'twas  not  any  open  foe, 

That  falfe  reflections  made  ; 
For  then  I  could  with  eafe  have  borne 
The  bitter  things  he  faid. 

'Twas  none  who  hatred  had   profefs'd 

That  did  againft  me  rife  ; 
For  then   I  had  withdrawn  myfelf 

From  his  malicious  eyes  : 
!3,i4But  'twas  ev'n  thou,  my  guide, my  friend, 

Whom   tend'refl:   love   did  join  : 
Whofe  fvveet  advice  I  valu'd   mod, 

Whofe  pray'rs  were  mix'd  with  mine. 

15   Sure,   vengeance  equal  to  their  crime, 
Such   traitors  mult   furprife  ; 
And  fudden   death  requite   thofe  ills 
They   wickedly    devife. 
l6,  17   But  I  will   call  on  God,   who  dill 
Shall  in  my  aid  appear  : 
At  morn  and  noon,  and   night   I'll  pray, 
And  he  my  voice  mall  hear. 


PSALM    LVI."  95 

PART    III. 

18  God  has  released  my  foul  from  thofe 
That  did  with  me  contend  ; 
And  made  a  num'rous  hoft  of  friends 
My  righteous  caufe  defend. 
ig  For  he,  who  was  my  help  of  old, 
Shall  now  his  fuppliant  hear  ; 
And  punifh  thofe  whofe  profp'rous  date 
Makes  them  no  God  to  fear. 

20  Whom  can  I  trud,  if  faithlefs  men 

Perfidioufly   devife 
To  ruin  me,  their  peaceful  friend, 
And  break  the   ftrongeft  ties  ? 

21  Tho*  foft  and  melting  are  their  words, 

Their  hearts  with  war  abound  : 
Their  fpeeches  are  more  fmooth  than  oil, 
And  yet  like  fwords  they  wound. 

22  Do  thou,  my  foul,  on  God  depend, 

And  he  mall  thee  fuftain  : 
He  aids  the  jult,  whom  to  fupplant 
The  wicked  ftrive  in  vain. 

23  My  foes,  that  trade  in  lies  and  blood, 

Shall  all  untimely  die  ; 
While  I  for  health  and  length  of  days, 
On  thee,  my  God,  rely. 

Psalm    LVI.     Common  Metre. 

1  T"\0  thou,  O  God,  in  mercy  help, 
jLJ     For  man   my  life  purfues  : 
To  crufh  me  with  repeated  wrongs, 

He  daily  ftrife  renews. 

2  Continually  my  fpiteful  foes 

To  ruin   me  combine  : 
Thou  feeft,  who  fitt'ft  enthron'd  on  high, 
What  mighty  numbers  join. 


96  PSALM    LVL 

3  But  though  fometfmes  furpriz'd  by  fear, 

(On   danger's  firft   alarm)' 
Yet   ft  ill  for  fuccour   1   depend 
On   thy  almighty   arm. 

4  God's  faithful   promife   I   mall  praife, 

On   which    I   now  rely  : 
In  God    I    trull,   and   trading  him, 
The   arm  of  flefh  defy. 

5  They  wreft  my  words,  and  make  them  fpeak 

A   fenfe   they   never  meant  : 
Their  thoughts  are  all,  with  reftlefs  fpite, 
On   my  deltruction   bent. 

6  In  clofe  afFemblies  they  combine, 

And   wicked   proje&s  lay  : 
They   watch   my   fleps,   and  lie  in   wait 
To  make  my  foul  their  prey. 

7  Shall  fucti  injufticc  ft  ill  efcape  ? 

O   righteous  God,   arife  ; 
Let  thy  juft   wrath   (too  long  provok'd) 
This  impious  race  chaftife. 

8  Thou   numb'reft  all   my  wand'ring  fteps, 

Since   firft   compell'd  to  flee  : 
My   very    teais  are  treafur'd   up, 
And  regifter'd  by  thee. 

9  When,  therefore,  I  invoke  thy  aid, 

My  foes  fhall  be  o?erthrown  ; 
For   f  am   well  afiur'd,   that  God 

My  righteous  caufe  will  own. 
IO,  II    I'll  trull  God's  word,  and  fo  defpife 

The  force  that  man  can  raifc  : 
12  To  thee,  O  God,  my  vows  are  due; 

To  thee  I'll  render  praife. 


PSALM    LVII.  9v 

13  Thou  haft  retriev'd  ray  foul  from  death, 

And  thGU  wilt  ftill  fecure 
The  life  thou  hall:  fo  oft  preferv'd, 

And  make  my  footfteps  fure  : 
That  thus,  prote&ed  by  thy  pow'r, 

I  may  this  light  enjoy  ; 
And  in  the  fervice  of  my  God 

My  lengthen'd  days  employ. 

Psalm    LVIL     Long  Metre. 

1    f  I  "'HY  mercy,  Lord,  to  me  extend  ; 
I      On  thy  protection   I  depend  5 
And  to  thy  wings  for  fhelter  hafte, 
'Till  this  outrageous  florm  is  paft. 

z  To  thy  tribunal,  Lord,  I  fly, 

Thou  fov'reign  Judge  and  God  raoft  high, 
Who  wonders  haft  for  me  begun, 
And  wilt  not  leave  thy  work  undone. 

3  From  Heav'n  protect  me  with  thy  arm, 
And  fhame  all  thofe   who  feek  my  harm  3 
To  my  relief  thy  mercy  fend, 

And  truth,  on  which  my  hopes  depend. 

4  For  I  with  favage  men  converfe, 
Like  hungry  lions  wild  and  fierce, 

With  men  whofe  teeth  are  fpears,  their  words 
Invenom'd  darts,  and  two-edg'd  fwords, 

%5  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high; 
And  as  thy  glory  fills  the  ffcy, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  difplay'd  ; 
Till  thou  art  here,   as  there,  obey'd. 
6  To  take  me,  they  their  net  prepar'd, 
And  had  almoft  my  foul  enfnar'd  ; 
But  fell  themfelves,  by  juft  decree. 
Into  the  pit  they  made  for  me. 


9S  PSALM    LVIII. 

7  O  God,  my  heart  is  fix'd,  tis  bent, 
Its  thankful  tribute  to  prefent  ; 
And,  with  my  heart,  ray  voice  I'll  raife 
To  thee,   my  God,  in  fongs  of  praife. 

8  Awake,   my  glory,  harp  and  lute, 

No  longer  let  your  firings  be   mute  ; 
And  I,   my  tuneful  part  to  take, 
Will  with  the  early  dawn  awake. 

9  Thy  praifes,  Lord,   I  will  refound 
To  all  the  lift'ning  nations  round  ; 

io  Thy  mercy  higheft  Heav'n  tranfeends, 
Thy  truth  beyond  the  clouds  extends. 

1  j    Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high  ; 

And,  as  thy  glory  fills  the  fky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  difplay'd  ; 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obey'd. 

Psalm    LVIII.     Common  Metre, 

i    QJ  PEAK,  O  ye  judges  of  the  earth, 
£5      ^  juft  your  fentence  be  ; 
Or  mull  not  innocence  appeal 
To  Heav'n,  from  your  decree  ? 

2  Your  wicked  hearts  and  judgments  arc 

Alike  by  malice  fway'd  ; 
Your  griping  hands,  by  weighty  bribes^ 
To  violence  betray'd. 

3  To  virtue,  flrangers  from  the  womb, 

Their  infanc  iteps  went  wrong  : 

They  prattled  (lander,  and  in  lies 

Employ 'd  their  lifping  tongue. 

4  No   fcrpent  of  parch'd  Africk's  breed 

Does   ranker  poifon  bear  ; 
The  drowfy  adder  will  as  foon 
Unlock  his  fullen  ear. 


PSALM    LIX.  99 

t  Unmov'd  by  good  advice,  and  deaf 
As  adders  they  remain  ; 
From  whom  the  ikilful  charmer's  voice 
Can  no  attention  gain. 

6  Defeat,  O  God,  their  threat'ning  rage, 

And  timely  break  their  pow'r  : 
Difarra  thefe  growing  lions'  jaws, 
E'er  practis'd  to  devour. 

7  Let  now  their  infolence  at  height, 

Like  ebbing  tides  be  fpent  ; 
Their  fhiver'd  darts  deceive  their  aim, 
When  they  their  bow  have  bent. 

8  Like  fnails  let  them  difiblve  to  flime  | 

Like  hafty  births  become, 
Unworthy  to  behold  the  fun, 
And  dead  within  the  womb. 

g  Ere  thorns  can  make  the  flefli  pots  boil, 
Tempeftuous  wrath  mail  come 
From  God,  and  fnatch  them  hence  alive 
To  their  eternal  doom. 

10  The  righteous  mail  rejoice  to  fee 

Their  crimes  fuch  vengeance  meet  ; 
And  faints  in  perfecutors*  blood 
Shall  dip  their  harmlefs  feet. 

11  Tranfgreflbrs  then  with  grief  mail  fee 

Jult  men  rewards  obtain  ; 
And  own  a  God,  whofe  juftice  will 
The  guilty  earth  arraign. 

Psalm    LIX.     Common  Metre. 

i   "TVELIVER  me,  O  Lord,  my  God, 
\J      From  all  my  fpittful  foes  : 
in  my  defence  oppofe  thy  pow'r 
Tq  theirs  who  me  oppofe* 


ioo  PSALM    LIX. 

2  Preferve  me  from  a  wicked  race. 

Who  make  a  trade  of  ill  ; 
Protect   me  from  remorfelefs  men, 
Who  feek  my  blood  to  fpill. 

3  They  lie  in  wait,  and  mighty  pow'rs 

Againlt   my  life  combine, 
Implacable  ;  yet,   Lord,  thou  know'll, 
For  no  offence  of  mine. 

4  In  hafte  they  run  about,  and  watch 

My  guiltlefs  life  to  take  : 
Look  down,   O   Lord,  on  my  diftrefs, 
And  to  my  help  awake. 

-    Thou   Lord  of  hofts,  and  Ifrael's  God, 
Their  heathen  rage  fnpprefs  ; 
Relentlefs  vengeance  take  on   thofe 
Who   ftubbornly  tranfgrefs. 

6  At  evening,   to   befet   my  houfe, 

Like  growling  dogs  they  meet  ; 
While  others  through  the  city  range, 
And  ranfack  ev'ry  ftreet* 

7  Their  throats  invenom'd  flander  breathe, 

Their  tongues  are   fharpen'd   fwords  : 
"  Who  hears  ?  (fay  they)  or,  hearing,  dares. 
"  Reprove  our  lawlefs  words  ?" 

5  But  from  thy  throne  thou  (halt,   O  Lord, 

Their  baffled   plots  deride  ; 
And   foon  to  fcorn  and   ftiame  expofe 
Their  boailed  heathen  pride. 

9  On  thee  I  wait  ;   'tis  on  thy   ftrength 
For  fuccour  I  depend  : 
'Th  thou,  O  God,  art  my  defence, 
Who  only  canft  defend, 


PSALM    LIX.  ioe 

10  Thy  mercy,   Lord,  which  has  (o  oft 

From   danger  fet  me  free, 
Shall  crown  my  wiflies,  and  fubdue 
My  haughty  foes  to  me. 

1 1  Deftroy  them  not,  O  Lord,  at  ones  ; 

Reftrain  thy  vengeful  blow  ; 
Left  we,  ingratefully,  too  foon 

Forget   their  overthrow. 
Difperfe  them  through  the  nations  round. 

By  thy  avenging  pow'r  ; 
Do  thou  bring  down  their  haughty  pride, 

O  Lord,  our  fhield  and  tow'r. 

12  Now,  in  the  height  of  all  their  hopes. 

Their  arrogance  chaftife  ; 
Whofe  tongues  have  finn'd  without  reftraint?. 
And  curfes  join'd  with  lies. 

13  Nor  fhalt  thou,  while  their  race  endure,, 

Thine  anger,  Lord,  fupprefs  ; 
That  diftant  lands,  by  their  juft  doom,. 
May  Ifrael's  God'  confefs. 

14  At  evening  let  them  ftill  perfift, 

Like  growling   dogs,   to  meet  ; 
Still  wander  all  the  city  round, 
And  traverfe  ev'ry  {beet- 
le. Then,  as  for  malice  now  they  do, 
For  hunger  let  them  ftray  ; 
And  yell  their  vain  complaints  aloud, 
Defeated  of  their  prey. 

16  While  early  I  thy  mercy  ling, 
Thy  wond'rous  pow'r  confefs  : 
For  thou  haft  been   my  fure  defence^. 
My  refuge  in  diftrefs. 
I   2 


m 


loa  PSALM    LX. 

17  To  thee,  with  never-ceafing  praife,- 
Q  God,  my  ftrength,   I'll  fing  : 
Thou  art  my  God,  the  rock  from  whence 
My  health  and  fafety  fpring. 

Psalm    LX.     Long  Metre. 

1  (T\    GOD,  who  haft  our  troops  difpers'd,. 
V-/    Forfaking  thofe  who  left  thee  firft  j 
As  we  thy  juft  difpleafure  mourn, 

To  us,  in  mercy,  Lord,  return. 

2  Our  ftrength,  that  firm  as  earth  did  (land, 
Is  rent  by  thy  avenging  hand  : 

O  !    heal  the  breaches  thou  haft  made  : 
We  fhake,  we  fall,  without  thy  aid. 

3  Our  folly's  fad  effects  we  feel  ; 

For,  drunk  with  difcord's  cup,  we  reel  ; 

4  But  now,  for  them  who  thee  rever'd, 
Thou  haft  thy  truth's  bright  banner  rear'd. 

5  Let  thy  right  hand  thy  faints  protect  : 
Lord,  hear  the  pray'rs  that  we  direct, 

6  The  holy  God  has  fpoke  ;  and  I, 
O'erjoy'd,  on  his  firm  word  rely. 

To  thee  in  portions  I'll  divide 
Fair  Sichem's  foil,   Samaria's  pride  : 
To  Stehem,  Succouth  next  I'll  join, 
And  meafure  out  her  vale  by  line. 

7  Manafieh,  Gilead,   both  fubferibe 

To  my  commands  with  Ephraim's  tribe  J 
Ephraim   by  arms  fupports  my  caufe, 
And  Judah  by  religions  laws. 

8  Moab  my  flave  and  drudge   mall  be, 
Nor  Edom  from  my  yoke  get  free  ; 
Proud  Paleftine's  imperious  ftate 
Shall  humbly  on  our  triumph  wait. 


PSALM    LXL  103 

g  But  who  fhall  quell  thefe  mighty  pow'rs, 
And  clear  my  way  to  Edom's  tow'rs  I 
Or  through  her  guarded  frontiers  tread 
The  path  that  does  to  conqueft  lead  ? 

10  Ev'n  thou,  O  God,  who  has  difpers'd 
Our  troops  (for  we  forfook  thee   firft) 
Thofe,  whom  thou  did  ft  in  wrath  forfake? 
Aton'd,  thou  wilt  victorious  make. 

11  Do  thou  our  fainting  courfe  fuftain  ; 
For  human  fuccours  are  but  vain. 

12  Frefh  ftrength  and  courage  God  bellows  1 
'Tis  he  treads  down  onr  proudetl  foes. 

Psalm    LXL     Common  Metre, 

iT     ORD,  hear  my  cry,  regard  my  pray'iy  - 
JL-i      Which  I,  opprefsyd  with  grief, 

2  From  earth's  remoteft   parts  addrefs 

To  thee  for  kind  relief. 
O  lodge  me  fafe  beyond  the  reach 
Of  perfecuting  pow'r, 

3  Thou,  who  fo  oft  from  fpiteful  foes 

Haft  been  my  fhelt'ring  tow'r. 

4  So  fhall  I  in   thy  facred  courts 

Secure  from  danger  lie  ^ 
Beneath  the  covert  of  thy  wings,. 
All  future  ftorms  defy. 

5  In  fign  my  vows  are  heard,  once  more 

I  o'er  thy  chofen  reign  : 

6  O  !  blefs  with  long  and  profp'rous  life 

The  king  thou  didft   ordain. 

7  Confirm  his  throne,  and  make  his  reign 
Accepted  in  thy  fight  ; 

And  let  thy  truth  and  mercy  both 
In  his  defence  unite, 


104  PSALM    LXIL  ' 

8  So  fhall  I  ever  fing  thy  praife, 
Thy  name  forever  blefs  ; 
Devote  my  profp'rous  days  to  pay 
The  vows  of  my  diftrefs. 

Psalm   LXIL     Long  Metre. 

1  TV  /TY  foul  for  help  on  God  relies  ; 

2  LVx      From  him  alone  my  fafety  flows  : 
My  rock>  my  health,   that  ftrength  fupplies? 

To  bear  the  (hock  of  all  my  foes* 
3.  How  long  will  ye  contrive  my  fall, 

Which  will  but  hallen  on  your  own  ! 
You'll  totter  like  a  bending  wall, 
Or  fence  of  uncemented  Hone. 

4  To  make  my  envy'd   honours  lefs, 

They  ftrive  with  lies,    their  chief  delight  ; 
For  they,  though  with  their  mouths  they  blefa,, 
In  private  curfe  with  inward  fpite. 
5,  6  But  thou,  my  foul,  on  God  rely  ; 
On  him  alone  thy  truft  repofe  : 
My  rock  and  health  will  ftrength  fupply. 
To  bear  the  ihock  of  all  my  foes. 

7  God  does  his  faving  health  difpenfe, 

And  flowing  bleflings  daily  fend  : 
He  is  my  fortrefs  and  defence  ;. 
On  him  my  foul  fhall  fiill  depend. 

8  In  him,  ye  people,  always  truft  ; 

Before  his  throne  pour  out  your  hearts  ;, 
For  God,  the  merciful  and  juft, 
His  timely  aid  to  us  imparts. 

9  The  vulgar  fickle  are  and  frail  ; 

The  great  diflemble  and  betray  ; 
And  laid  in  truth's  impartial  fcale, 

The  lighted  things  will  both  outweigh. 


PSALM    LXIIL  105 

10  Then  truft  not  in  opprefiive  ways  ; 

By  fpoil  and  rapine  grow  not  vain  ; 
Nor  let  your  hearts,  if  wealth  increafe, 
Be  fet  too  much  upon  your  gain. 

1 1  For  God  has  oft  his  will  exprefs'd, 

And  I  this  truth  have   fully  known  5 
To  be  of  boundkfs  pow'r  poifefs'd, 
Belongs,  of  right,   to  God   alone. 

12  Though  mercy  is  his  darling  grace, 

In  which  he  chiefly  takes  delight  ; 
Yet  he  will  all  the  human  race 
According  to  their  works   requite. 

Psalm   LXIII.    Particular  Metre. 

I    £~^\    GOD,   my  gracious  God,   to  thee 
\_S    My  morning  pray'rs  (hall  ofFer'd  be  f 

For  thee  my  thirfty  foul  does  pant  ; 
My  fainting  fkfh  implores  thy  grace, 
Within  this  dry  and  barren  place, 
Where  I  refreshing  waters  want. 

Z  O  !  to  my  longing  eyes  once  more 
That  view  of  glorious  pow'r  reftore, 
Which  thy  majeftick  houfe  difplays  % 

3  Becaufe  to  me  thy  wond'rous  love 
Than  life  itfelf  does  dearer  prove, 

My  lips  mail  always  fpeak  thy  praife  ; 

4  My  life,  while  I  that  life  enjoy, 
In  bltffing  God  I  will  employ  ; 

With  lifted  hands  adore  his  name  ; 

5  My  foul's  content  fhall  be  as  great 
As  theirs,   who  choiceft  dainties   eat, 

While  I  with  joy  his  praife  proclaim. 

6  When  down  I  lie,  fweet  ileep  to  find, 
Thou,    Lord,  art  prefent  to  my  mind  1 

And  when  1  wake  in  dead  of  night, 


106        PSALM    LXIV. 

7   Becaufe  thou  dill  doft  fuccour  brings 
Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thy  wing 
I  reft  with   fafety  and  delight. 

B  My  foul,  when  foes  would  me  devour, 

Cleaves  fa  ft  to  thee,    whofe  matchlefs  powV 
In  her  fupport  is  daily  fhown  : 
g  But  thofe  the  righteous  Lord  fhall  flay, 
Thai  my  deftru&ion  wifh  ;  and  they 
That  feek  my  life  fhall  lofe  their  own. 

jo,  II    They  by  untimely  ends  fhall  die, 
Their  flelh  a  prey  to  foxes  lie  ; 

But  God  fhall  fill  the  king  with  joy  ; 
Who  thee  confefs,  fhall  ftill  rejoice  ; 
While  the  falfe  tongue,  and  lying  voice, 

Thou,  Lord,  (halt  filence  and  deftroy. 

Psalm    LXIV.     Common  Metre. 

1  T     ORD,  hear  the  voice  of  my  complaint, 
1   a      To  my  requeft  give  ear  ; 

Preferve  my  life  from  cruel  foes, 
And  free  my  foul  from  fear. 

2  O  !   hide  me  with  thy  tender  care 

In  fome  fecure  retreat, 
From  finners,  that  again  ft  me  rife, 
And  all  their  plots  defeat. 

3  See  how  intent  to  work  my  harm, 

They   whet  their  tongues  like  fwords  ; 
And  bend  their  bows  to  fhoot  their  darts, 
Sharp  lies  and   bitter  words. 

4  Lurking   in   private,  at  the  juft, 

They   take   their   fecret   aim  ; 
And  fuddenly  at  him  they  fhoot, 
Quite  void  of  fear  and  fharae* 


PSALM    LXV.  107 

c  To  carry  on  their  ill  defigns 
They  mutually  agree  ; 
They  fpeak  of  laying  private  fnares> 
And  think  that  none  fhall  fee. 

6  With  utmoft  diligence  and  care 

Their  wicked  plots  they  lay  ; 
The  deep  defigns  of  all  their  heart6 
Are  only  to  betray. 

7  But  God,  to  anger  juflly   mov'd, 

His  dreadful  bow  (hall  bend, 
And  on  his  flying  arrow's  point 
Shall  fwift  deftru&ion  fend. 

8  Thofe  flanders,  which  their  mouths  did  vent, 

Upon  themfelves  fhall  fall  : 
Their  crimes  difclos'd,  fhall  make  them  be 
Defpis'd  and  fhunn'd  by  all. 

9  The  world  mall  then  God's  pow'r  confefs  ; 

And  nations  trembling  fland  ; 
Convinced  that  'tis  the  mighty  work 
Of  his  avenging  hand. 

10  While   righteous  men,  by  God  fecur'd, 

In  him  fhall  gladly  trutt  ; 
And  all  the  lid'ning  earth  fhall  hear 
Loud  triumphs  of  the  juft. 

Psalm    LXV.     Long  Metre. 

1  T^  OR  thee,  O  God,  ourconftant  praifc 

g         In    Sion  waits,  thy  chofen  feat  ; 
Our  promis'd  altars  there  we'll  raife, 
And  all  our  zealous  vows  complete, 

2  O  thou,   who  to  my  humble  pray'r 

Didft  always  bend  thy  lift'ning  ear, 
To  thee  (hall  all  mankind  repair, 
And  at  thy  gracious  throne  appear. 


ioS  PSALM    LXV. 

3  Our  fins  (though   numberlefs)  in  vain 

To  Hop  thy  flowing'  mercy  try  ; 
While  thou  o'erlook'ft  the  guilty  ftain, 
And  wafheft  out   the  crimfon  dye. 

4  Bleft  is  the  man,  who,  near  thee  plac'd, 

Within  thy  facred  dwelling  lives  ; 
While  we,  at  humble  diftance,  tafte 
The  vail  delights   thy  temple  gives. 

5  By  wond'rous  a&s,  O  God   mod  juft, 

Have  we  thy  gracious  anfwer  found  : 
In  thee  remoteft  nations  truft, 

And  thofe  whom  ftormy  waves  furround* 
6,  7   God,  by  his  ftrength,  fets  fall  the  hills, 
And  does  his  matchlefs  pow'r  engage  \ 
With  which  the  fea's  loud  waves  he  Hills, 
And  angry  crouds  tumultuous  rage. 

PART     II. 

8  Thou,  Lord,  doll  barbVous  lands  difmay, 
When  they  thy  dreadful  tokens  view  :    * 
With  joy  they  fee  the  nig^t  and  day 
Eath  other's  track,  by  turns,  purfue. 
q  From  out  thy  unexhaufted  ftore 

Thy  rain   relieves   the  thirity  ground  j 
Makes  lands  that  barren  were  before, 
With  corn  and  ufeful  fruits  abound. 

10  On   rifing  ridges  down  it  pours, 

And  every  furrow'd  valley  fills  ; 
Thou  mak'ft  them  foft  with  gentle  fhow'rs 
In   which  a  bled  increafe  diftils.    • 

11  Thy  goodnefs  does  the  circling  year 

With  frefh  returns  of  plenty  crown  ; 
And  where  thy  glorious  paths  appear, 
Thy  fruitful  clouds  drop  fatnefs  down. 


PSALM    LXVL  109 

12  They  drop  on  barren  forefts,  chang'd 

By  them  to  paftures  frefh  and   green  ; 
The  hills  about,  in  order  rang'd, 
In  beauteous  robes  of  joy  are  feen. 

13  Large  flocks  with  fleecy   wool  adorn 

The  cheerful  downs  ;  the  vallies  bring 
A  plenteous  crop  of  full-ear'd  corn, 
And  feem,  for  joy,  to  fhout  and    fing. 

Psalm   LXVI.     Common  Metre. 

,j    "        ET  all  the  lands,  wich  fliouts  of  joy, 

2  1   J      To  God  their  voices  raife  ; 
Sing  Pfalms  in  honour  of  his  name, 

And  fpread  his  glorious  praife. 

3  And  let  them  fay,  How  dreadful,  Lord, 

In  all  thy  works  art  thou  ! 
To  thy  great  pow?r  thy  ftubborn  foes 
Shall  all  be  forc'd  to  bow. 

4  Through  all  the  earth  the  nations  round 

Shall  thee  their  God  confgfs  ; 
And  with  glad  hymns  their  awful  dread 
Of  thy  great  name  exprefs. 

5  O  !   come,  behold  the  works  of  God  5 

And  then  with  me  you'll  own, 
That  he  to  all  the  fons  of  men 
Has  wond'rous  judgments  mown. 

6  He  made  the  fea  become  dry  land, 

Through  which  our  fathers  walk'd  ; 
While  to  each  other  of  his  might, 
With  joy  his  people  talk'd. 

7  He  by  his  pow'r  forever  rules  ; 

His  eyes  the  world  furvey : 
Let  no  prefumptuous  man  rebel 
Againtt  his  fov'reign  fway. 
K 


no         PSALM    LXVI. 
PART    II. 

8,  9  O  !   all  ye   nations,  blefs  our  God, 
And  loudly  fpcak  his  praife  ; 
Who  keeps  our  fouls  alive,  and   flill 
Confirms  our  (ledfaft  ways. 

10  For  thou  hall  try'd   us,  Lord,  as  fire 

Does  try  the  precious  ore  : 

11  Thou  brought'lt  us  into  ftraits,  where  wc 

Opprefling  burdens  bore. 

12  Infulting  foes  did  us,  their  flaves, 

Through  fire  and  water  chafe  ; 
But  yet,  at  lad,  thou  brought'lt  us  forth 

Into  a  wealthy  place. 
*3   Burnt-ofF'rings  to  thy  houfe  I'll  bring, 

And  there  my  vows  I'll  pay  : 
i/j.  Which  I   with  folemn  zeal  did   make 

In  trouble's  difmal  day. 

15  Then  fhall  the  richefl  incenfe  fmoke, 

The  fattftl  rams  fhall  fall, 
The  choiceft  goats  from  out  the  fold, 
And  bullocks  from  the  flail. 

16  O  !   come,  all  ye  that  fear  the  Lord  ; 

Attend  with  heedful  care, 
While  I,  what  God  for  me  has  done, 
With  grateful  joy  declare. 

17,  18   As  I  before  his  aid  implor'd, 
So  now  I  praife  his  name  ; 
Who,  if  my  heart  had  harbour'd  fin, 
Would  all  my  prayers  difclaim. 
j  9   But  God  to  me,  whene'er  I  cry'd, 
His  gracious  ear  did  bend  ; 
And  to  the  voice  of  my  requeft, 
With  conftartt  love  attend. 


PSALM    LXVII.        us 

20  Then  blefs'd  forever  be  my  God, 
Who  never,   when  I  pray, 
With-holds  his  mercy  from  my  foul, 
Nor  turns  his  face  away. 

Psalm    LXVII.     Short  Metre. 

1  f  l  'O  blefs  thy  chofen  race, 

X        I"  mercy,  Lord,  incline  ; 
And  caufe  the  brightnefs  of  thy  face 
On  all  thy  faints  to  mine  ; 

2  That  fo  thy  wond'rous  way 

May  through  the  world  be  known  ; 
While  diftant  lands  their  tribute  pay. 
And  thy  falvation  own. 

3  Let  diff'ring  nations  join 
To  celebrate  thy  fame  ; 

Let  all  the  world,   O  Lord,  combine 

To  praife  thy  glorious  name. 
i.  O  let  them  fhout  and  fing, 

DiiTolv'd  in  pious  mirth  ; 
For  thou,  the  righteous  Judge  and  Kingv 

Shalt  govern  all  the  earth. 

£  Let  differing  nations  join 

To  celebrate  thy  fame  ; 
Let  all  the  world,  O  Lord,  combine 
To  praife  thy  glorious  name. 

6  Then  mail  the  teeming  ground 
A  large  increafe  difclofe  ; 

And  we  with  plenty  fhail   be  crovvn'd, 
Which  God,  our  God,  beftows. 

7  Then  God  upon  our  land 
Shall  conftant  bleffings  /how'r  ; 

And  all  the  world  in  awe  (hall  fland 
Of  his  refiillcfs  pow'r. 


ii2        PSALM  LXVII1, 


Psalm    LX  VI 1 1 .     Long  Metre. 

j    J     ET  God,  the  God  of  battle,  rife, 
1  a      And  fcatterhis  prefumptuous  foes  ; 
Let  fhameful  rout  their  hoft  furprife, 
Who  fpitefully  his  povv'r   oppofe. 
?.   As  fmoke  in  tempeft's  rage  is  loft, 
Or  wax  into  the  furnace  caft  ; 
So  let  their  facrilegious  hoft 

Before  his  wrathful  prefence  wade. 

3  But  let  the  fervants  of  his  will 

His  favour's  gentle  beams  enjoy  ; 
Their  upright  hearts  let  gladnefs  fill, 

And  cheerful  fongs  their  tongues  employ, 

4  To  him  your  voice  in  anthems  raife  ; 

Jehovah's  awful  name  he  bears  : 
In  him  rejoice  ;   extol  his  praife, 

Who  rides  upon  high-rolling  fpheres. 

r   Him,  from  his  empire  of  the  Ikies, 

To  this  low  world  compfffion  draws, 
The  orphan's  claim  to  patronife, 

And  judge  the  injur'd  widow's  caufe 
6  'Tis  God,  who  from  a  foreign  foil 

Reftores  poor  exiles  to  their  home  ; 
Makes  captives  free  ;  and  fruitlefs  toil 
Their  proud   oppreflbr's  righteous  doom, 

7  'Twas  fo  of  old,  when  thou  didft  lead 
In  perfon,  Lord,  our  armies  forth  ; 
Strange  terrors  through  the  defert  fpread, 
Convulfions  fhook  the  aftonifh'd  earth. 
2  The  breaking  clouds  did  rain  diftil, 

And  Heaven's  high  arches  Ihook  with  fear; 
How  then  mould  Sinai's   humble  hill 
Of  Ifrael's  God  the  prefence  bear  1 


PSALM    LXVIII.         1 13 

9  Thy  hand,  at  famifh'd  earth's  complaint, 

Reliev'd  her  from  celeftial  (lores  ; 
And,   when  thy  heritage  was   faint, 
AfTuag'd  ihedrought  with  plenteous  fhow'rs, 

10  Where  favages  had  rang'd  before, 

At  e3ire  thou  mad'ft  oiir  tribes  refide  ; 
And  in  the  defert,    for  the  poor, 
Thy  gen'rous  bounty  did  provide. 

PART     11. 

11  Thou  gav'fl:  the  word  ;  we  fally'd   forth,. 

And   in  that  pow'rful  word   o'ercame  ; 
While  virgin  troops,  with  fongs  of  mirth5 
In   (late  our  conquefl  did  proclaim, 

12  Vaft   armies,  by  fuch  gen'rals  led, 

As  yet  had  ne'er  rectiv'd  a  foil, 

Forfook  their  camp  with  fudden  dread, 

And  to  our  women  left  the  fpoil. 

13  Though  Egypt's  drudges  you  have  been, 

Your  army's  wings  (hall  mine  as  bright 
As  doves  in  golden  funfhine  feen, 
Or  filver'd  o'er  with  paler  light. 

14  'Twas  fo,  when    God's  almighty  hand 

O'er  fcatter'd  kings  the  conqneft  won  5 
Our  troops,  drawn  up  on  Jordan's  ftrand, 
High  Salmon's  glitt'ring  fnow   cutflione, 

15  From  thence  to  Jordan's  farther  coaft, 

And   Bafhan's  hill  we  did  advance  : 
No  more  her  height  (hall  Bafhan  ■  oaft, 
But  that  file's  God's  inheritanc 

16  But  wherefore  (though  the  honour's  great) 

Shouldthis,  O  mountain,  fwell  your  pride  I: 
For  Sion  is  his  chofen   feat, 
Where  he  forever  will  refide. 
K  2 


ii4       PSALM    LXVIII. 

j  7  His  chariots  numberlefs  ;  his   pow'rs 
Are  heav'nly  hofts,  that  wait  his  will  ; 
His  prefence  now  fills  Sion's  tow'rs, 
As  once  it  honour'd  Sinai's  hill. 

1 8  Afcending  high,  in  triumph  thou 

Captivity  haft  captive  led  ; 
And  on  thy  people  didft  beftow 

The  fpoil  of  armies,   once  their  dread* 

ILv'n  rebels  fhall  partake  thy  grace, 
And  humble  profelytes  repair 

To  worfhip  at  thy  dwelling  place, 
And  all  the  world  pay  homage  there. 

19  For  benefits  each  day  bellow'd, 

Be  daily  his  great  name  ador'd  ; 

20  Who  is  our  Saviour,  and   our  God, 

Of  life  and  death  the  fov'reign  Lord, 

«4    But  juftice  for  his  harden'd  foes 

Proportion'd  vengeance  hath  decreed, 
To  wound  the  hoary  head  of  thofe 
Who  in  prtfumptuous  crimes  proceed. 

22  The  Lord  hath  thus  in  thunder  fpoke  $ 

'*  As  I  fubdu'd  proud  Bafhan's  king, 
st  Once   more  I'll  break  my  people's  yoke, 
4t  And  from  the  deep  my  fervants  bring  : 

23  "  Their  feet  fhall  with  a  crimfon  ilood 

"  Of  flaughter'd  foes  be  cover'd  o'er  ; 
"  Nor  earth  receive  fuch   impious  blood, 
"  But  leavj«for  dogs  th'unhallow'd  gore." 

PART     III. 

24  When,  marching  to  thy   bleft  abodc^ 

The  wond'ring  multitude  furvey'd 
The  pompous  ftate  of  thee,  our  God? 
In  robes  of  majefty  array'd  3 


FSALM    LXVIII.  115- 

25  Sweet  fmging  Levites  led  the  van  : 

Loud  inftruments  brought  up  the  rear  ; 
Between   both  troops  a  virgin   train 

With  voice  and  timbrel  «harm'd   the  ear, 

26  This  was  the  burden   of  their  fong  : 

«f  In   full  affemblies  bltfs  the  Lord  : 
n  All   who  to  Ifrael's  tribes  belong, 
"  The  God  of  Ifrael's  praife  reeord. 

27  Not   little   Benjamin  alone 

From  neighb'ring  bounds  did  there  attend, 
Nor  only  Judah's  nearer  throne 
Her  counfellors  in  (late  did  fend  \ 

But  Zebulon's  remoter  feat, 

And  Naphtali's  more  diilant  coaff, 

(The  grand  proceffion    to   complete) 
Sent   up  their  tribes,  a  princely  hoft. 

28  Thus  God  to  ftrength  and  union   brought 

Our  tribes,   at  ftrife  till  that  bleft  hour  : 
This  work,  which  thou,  O  God,  halt  wrought3. 
Confirm  with  fre/h  recruits  of  pow'r. 

2$  To  vifit  Salem,  Lord,  defccnd, 

And   Sion,  thy  terreftrial  throne  ; 
Where  kings  with  prefents  ihall  attend, 
And  thee  with  offer'd  crowns  atone, 
30  Break  down  the  fpearmen's  ranks, who  threat 
Like  pamper'd  herds  of  favage  rrWght  : 
Their  filver-armour'd  chiefs  defeat, 
Who  in  deftruftive  war  delight. 

|l   Egypt  fhall  then   to  God  ftretch  forth 

Her  hands,  3nd    Africk  homage    bring  : 

32  The  fcatter'd  kingdoms  of  the   earth 
Their  common  fov'reign's  praifes  fing  ; 


n6  PSALM    LXIX. 

33  Who,  mounted  on  the  loftieft  fphere 

Of  ancient    Heav'n,   fublimely   rides  ; 
From   whence  his  dreadful   voice  we  hear,. 
Like  that  of  warring   winds  and   tides. 

34  Afcribe  the  pow'r  to  God  moft  high  ; 

Of  humble  Ifraei   he   takes  care  ; 
Whofe  ftrength,   from  out  the  dufky  fky, 
Darts  mining  terrors   through  the  air. 

35  How  dreadful  are  the  facred   courts, 

Where  God  has  fix'd  his  earthly   throne! 
His  ftrength  his  feeble  faints  fupports  : 
To  God  give  praife,   to  him   alone. 

Psalm    LXIX.     Long  Metre, 

1  O  AVE  me,  O  God,  from  waves  that  roll, 
k3    And   prefs  to  overwhelm   my  foul. 

2  With,  painful   Heps  in   mire  I  tread, 
And  deluges  o'erflow  my  head. 

3  With  reftlcfs  cries  my  fpirits  faint  ; 

My   voice  is  hoarfe  with  long  complaint  y 
My  fight  decays  with  tedious  pain, 
While  for  my  God  I  wait  in  vain. 

4.  My  hairs,   though  num'rous,  are  but  few, 
Compar'd  with  foes  that   me  purfue 
With  groundlefs  hate,  grown  now  of  might, 
To  execute  their  lawlefs  fpite  ; 
They  force   me,   guiltltfs,   to  refign, 
As   rapine,   what   by   right   was   mine. 

c.    Thou,   Lord-,   my  foolifhnefs  doft  fee, 
Nor  are  my  fins  conceal'd  from  thee. 

6  Lord  God  of  hofts  take  timely  care, 
Left  for  my  fake   thy  faints  defpair  : 

7  Since  I  have  fuffer'd   for   thy    name 
Reproach,  and  hid  my  face  in  ftiame,  5. 


PSALM    LXIX.  117 

8  A  ftranger  to  my  country  grown, 
Nor  to  my  neareft  kindred  known   ; 
A  foreigner,   expos'd  to  (corn 

By  brethren  of  my  mother  born. 

9  For  zeal  to  thy  lov'd  houfe  and  name, 
Confumes  me   like  devouring  flame  ; 
Concern'd  at  their  affronts  to  thee, 
More  than  at  ilanders  caft:  on  me. 

ro  My  very  tears  and  abftinence, 
They  conftrue  in  a  fpiteful  fenfe. 

1 1  When  cloth'd  with  fackcloth  for  their  fake9 
They  me  their  common  proverb  make. 

12  Their  judges  make  my  wrongs  their  jeft, 
Thofe  wrongs  they  ought  to  have  redrefs'd> 
How  mould  I  then  expect   to  be 

From  libels  of  lewd  drunkards  free  ? 

13  But,  Lord,   to  thee  I  will  repair 

For  help,  with  humble,  timely  pray'r  1 
Relieve  me  from  tby  mercy's  (lore  : 
Difplay  thy  truth's  preferving  pow'r. 

14.  From  threat'ning  dangers  me  relieve. 
And  from  the  mire  my  feet  retrieve  j 
From  fpiteful  foes  in  fafecy  keep, 
And  fnatch  me  from  the  raging  deep, 

15  Control  the  deluge,  e'er  it  fpread, 
And  roll  its  waves  above  my   head  5 
Nor  deep  deftruction's  yawning  pit 
To  clqfe  her  jaws  on  me  permit. 

16  Lord,  hear  the  humble  pray'r  T  make 
For  thy  tranfcending  goodnefs'  fake  ; 
Relieve  thy  fupplicant  onee  more 
From  thy  abounding  mercy's  ftor.e, 


' 


n3        PSALM    LXIX. 

17  Nor  from  thy  fervant  hide  thy  face  : 
Make  hafte,   for  defp'rate  is  my  cafe  : 

18  Thy  timely  fuccour  interpofe, 
And  fhield  me  from  remorfclefs  foes. 

19  Thou  know'ft  what  infamy  and  fcorn 
I  from   my  enemies  have  borne  ; 
Nor  can  their  clofc,  diffembled  fpite, 
Or  darkeft  plots,   efcape  thy  light. 

20  Reproach  and  grief  have  broke  my  heart, 
I  look'd  for  fome  to  take   my  part, 
To  pity  or   relieve   my   pain  ; 
But  look'd,  alas  I   for  both  in  vain. 

21  With  hunger  pin'd,  for  food  I  call  ; 
Inftead  of  food,   they  gave  me  gall : 
And  when  with   third   my  fpirits  fink, 
They  give   me  vinegar  to  drink. 

22  Their  table,  therefore,   to  their  health 
Shall  prove  a  fnare,   a  trap  their  wealth  j 

23  Perpetual  darknefs  feize  their  eyes  ; 
And  fudden  blalts  their  hopes  furpnfe. 

24  On  them  thou  fiialt  thy  fury  pour, 
Till  thy  fierce  wrath  their   race  devour  ; 

25  And  make  their  houfe  a  difmal  cell, 
Where  none   will  e'er  vouchfafe  to  dwell. 

26  For  new  afHidlions   they  procured 
For  him   who  had  thy  ilripes  endur'd  ; 
And  made  the  wounds  thy  fcourge  had  torn> 
To  bleed  afrefh  with  iharper  fcorn. 

27  Sin  mall  to  fin  their  fteps  betray, 
Till   they  to  truth  have  loft  the  way. 

28  From  life  thou   (halt   exclude  their  foul* 
Nor  with  the  juft  their  names  enrol.. 


PSALM    LXX,  119 

29  But  me,  howe'er  diftrefs'd  and  poor, 
Thy  ftrong  falvation  mall  reftore  : 

30  Thy   pow'r  with  fongs  I'll  then  proclaim, 
And  celebrate  with  thanks  thy  name. 

31  Our  God  mail  this  more  highly  prize, 
Than   herds  or  flocks  in   facrifice  : 

32  Which  humble  faints  with  joys  fhall  fee, 
And  hope  for  like  redrefs  with   me. 

33  For  God  regards  the  poor's  complaint  ; 
Sets  pris'ners  free   from  clofe  reilraint. 

34  Let  Heav'n,  earth,  fea,  their  voices  raife, 
And  all  the  world  refound  his   praife. 

35  For  God  will  Sion's  walls  ered  ; 
Fair  Judah's  cities  he'll  protect  ; 
Till  all  her  fcatter'd   fons  repair 
To  undillnrb'd   poffeffion  there. 

36  This  bleffing   they  fhall,  at  their  death, 
To  their  religious  heirs  bequeath  ; 
And  they   to  endlefs  ages   more, 

Of  fuch  as  his  blett   name  adore. 

Psalm   LXX.     Long  Metre. 

1  /^\   LORD,  to  my  relief  draw  near  ; 
V_>/      For  never  was  more  prefiing  need  : 
For  my  deliv'rance,   Lord,  appear, 

And  add  to  that  deliv'rance  fpeed. 

2  Confufion  on  their  heads  return, 

Who  to  deftroy  my  foul  combine  : 
Let  them,  defeated,  blufh  and  mourn, 
Eufnar'd  in  their  own  vile  defign. 

3  Their  doom  let  defolation  be  ; 

With  fhame  their  malice  be  repaid, 
Who  mock'd  my  confidence  in  thee, 
And  fport  of  my  afHi&ions  made  ; 


120        PSALM    LXXL 

4  While  thofe  who  humbly  feek  thy  face^ 

To  joyful  triumphs  mall  be  rais'd  ; 
And  all,  who  prize  thy  faving  grace, 

With  me  fhall  fing — the  Lord  be  praiVd. 

5  Thus  wretched   though  I  am,  and  poor, 

The  mighty  Lord  of  me  takes  care  : 
Thou,  God,  who  only  can'ft  reftore, 
To  my  relief  with  fpced  repair. 

Psalm    LXXL     Common  Metre. 

1  TN  thee  I  put  my  ftedfaft  truft  ; 

2  X      Defend  me,  Lord,  from  fliame  : 
Incline  thine  ear,  and  fave  my  foul  ; 

For  righteous  is   thy  name. 

3  Be  thou   my  flrong  abiding  place, 

To  which  I  may  refort  : 
'Tis  thy  decree  that  keeps  me  fafe  ; 
Thou  art  my  rock  and  fort. 

4,  5  From  cruel  and  ungodly   men 
Protect  and  fet  me  free  ; 
For  from  my  earlieft  youth  till  now, 
My  hope  has  been  in  thee. 

6  Thy  conftant  care  did  fafely   guard 

My  tender  infant  days  ; 
Thou  took'ft  me  from  my  mother's  womc 
To  fing  thy  conftant  praife. 

7,  8  While  fome  on  me  with  wonder  gaze, 
Thy  hand  fupports  me  Mill  : 
Thy  honour  therefore,  and  thy  praife, 
My  mouth  fhall  always  fill. 
9  Reject  not  then  thy  fervant,  Lord, 
When   I  with  age  decay  : 
Forfake  me  not,  when  worn  with  years, 
My  vigour  fades  away. 


PSALM    LXXL  121 

20  My  foes,  againft  my  fame  and  me, 
With  crafty  malice  fpeak  ; 
Againft  my  foul  they  lay  their  fnares^ 
And  mutual  counfel  take. 

1 1  M  His  God,  fay  they,  forfakes  him  now"j 

"  On  whom  he  did  rely  : 
'*  Purfue  and  take  him,  while  no  hope 
*'  Of  timely  aid  is  nigh.'* 

12  But  thou,  my  God,  withdraw  not  far, 

For  fpeedy  help   I  call  ; 

13  To  fhame  and  ruin  bring  my  foes, 

That  feek  to  work  my  fall. 

14  But  as  for  me,   my  ftedfaft  hope 

V  Shall  on  thy  pow'r  depend  ; 
nd   I  in  grateful  fongs  of  praife 
*  My  time  to  come -will  fpend. 

PART      II. 

i£  Thy  righteous  acts  and  faving  health 
My  mouth  (hall  ftill  declare  ; 
Unable  yet  to  count  them  all, 
Though  furom'd  with  utmoft  care. 

16  While  God  vouchsafes  me  his  fupportj 

I'll  in   his  ftrength  go  on  ; 
All  other  righteoufnefs  difclaim, 
And  mention  his  alone. 

17  Thou,  Lord,  haft  taught  me  from  my  youth 

To  praife  thy  glorious  name  : 
And  ever  fince  thy  wond'rous  works 
Have  been  my  conftant  theme. 

18  Then  now  forfake  me  not,   when  I 

Am  grey  and  feeble  grown  ; 
Till  I  to  thefe,  and  future  times, 
Thy  ilrength  and  .pow!r  have  fliown. 


X22        PSALM    LXXII. 

19  How  high  thy  juftice  foars,  O  God  I 

How  great  and    wond'rous  are 
The  mighty  works  which  thou  haft  done 
,     Who  may  with  thee  compare  ! 

20  Me,   whom  thy   hand  has    forely  prefs'd, 

Thy  grace  (hall  yet    relieve  : 
And  from   the  lowefl  depth  of  woe 
With  tender  care  retrieve. 

zl   Through  thee,  my  time  to  come  (hall  be 
With  pow'r  and  grtatnefs  crown'd  ; 
And   me,   who  difmal  years  have  pafs'd, 
Thy  comforts   (hall   furround  : 
2  2  Therefore  with   pfalcery  and   harp, 
Thy  truth,   O    Lord,    I'll  piaife  ; 
To  thee,   the  God  of  Jacob's  race, 
My  voice  in  anthems  raife. 

23  Then  joy  (hall  fill  my  mouth,  and  fongs 

Employ   my  cheerful  voice   ; 
My  grateful  foul,  by  thee  redeem'd, 
Shall  in  thy  (trength   rejoice. 

24  My  tongue  thy  jull  and   righteous  a£ts 

Shall  all   the  day  proclaim   ; 
Becaufe  thou  didft  confound  my  foes, 
And  brought'ft  them  all  to  (hame. 

Psalm    LXXII.     Common  Metre. 

1  T     ORD,  let  thyjuft  decrees  the  king 
1   A  In  all  his  ways  direct  ; 

And  let  his  fon,   throughout   his  reign. 
Thy   righteous  laws  refpect. 

2  So  (hall   he  dill   thy   people  judge 

With   pure  and  upright    mind, 
While  all  the  helplefs  poor  (hall  him 
Their  juft  protedor  find. 


PSALM    LXXII.         123 

3  Then  hills  and  mountains  fhall  bring  forth 

The  happy  fruits  of  peace  ; 
Which  all  the  land  fhall  own  to  be 
The   work  of  righteoufnefs  : 

4  While  he  the  poor  and  needy  race 

Shall  rule  with  gentle  fway, 
And  from  their  humble  neck  /hall  take 
Oppreffive  yokes  away. 

5  In  ev'ry  heart  thy  awful  fear 

Shall  then  be  rooted  fall, 
As  long  as  fun  and   moon  endure, 
Or  time  itfelf  fhall  laft. 

6  He  fhall  defcend  like  rain,  that  cheers 

The  meadows'  feeond  birth  ; 
Or  like  warm  fhow'rs,  whofe  gentle  drops 
Refrefh  the  thirfty  earth. 

7  In  his  bleft  days  the  juft  and  good 

Shall  be  with  favour  crown'd  ; 
The  happy  land  fhall  ev'ry  where 
With  endlefs  peace  abound. 

8  His  uncontrol'd    dominion   fhall 

From   fea  to  fea  extend  ; 
Begin  at  proud  Euphrates'  flreams, 
At  nature's  limits  end. 

9  To  him  the  favage  nations  round 

Shall  bow  their  fervile  heads  : 
His  vanquitVd  foes  fhall  lick  the  duft, 
Where  he  his  conquefl  fpreads. 

10  The  kings  of  Tarfhifh,  and  the  ifle63 

Shall  coftly  prefents  bring  ; 
From  fpicy   Sheba  gifts  fhall  come. 
And  wealthy  Saba's  king. 


i24        PS  AIM    LXXH. 

3  1   To  him  fhall  every  king  on  earth 
His  humble   homage  pay  ; 
And   differing  nations   gladly  join 
To  own    his   righteous   fway. 
3  2   For  he  (hall  fet   the    needy   free, 
When  they  for  fuccour   cry  ; 
Shall  fave  the  htlplcfs,  and  the  poor, 
And  all  their  wants  fupply. 

PART     II. 

13  His  providence  for  needy  fouls, 

Shall  due   fupplies  prepare  : 
And  over  their  defeneelcfs  lives 
Shall   watch  with   tender  care. 

14  He   fnall    preferve   and   keep  their  fouls 

From  fraud  and   rapine  free  ; 
And  in   his   fight  their  guihlefs  blood 
Of  mighty  price  fhall    be. 

15  Therefore  fhall   God  his  life  and  reign 

To  many  years  extend  ; 
While  eaftern   princes  tribute  pay, 

And   golden  prefents  fend. 
£or  him  fhall  conftant   pray'rs  be  made 

Through  all  his  profp'rous  days  : 
Hisjult   dominion  fhall  afford 

A  lading  theme  of  praife. 

i6  Of  ufeful  grain,  through  all  the  land, 

Great  plenty   fhall   appear  ; 
A  handful  fown   on   mountain    tops 

A   mighty  crop   fhall  bear  : 
Its  fruits,  like  cedars  fhook  by  winds, 

A   rattling  noife  fhall  yield  : 
The  city   too  fhall  thrive,  and  vie 

For  plenty  with  the  field. 


PSALM    LXXIIL        225 

17  The  mem'ry  of  his  glorious  name 

Through  endlefs  years   (hall  run  ; 
His  fpotlefs   fame  {hall  mine  as  bright 

And  lading   as   the   fun. 
In   him  the  nations  of  the   world. 

Shall  be  completely   blefs'd, 
And   his  unbounded   happinefs 

By  ev'ry  tongue  confefs'd. 

j 8  Then  blefs'd  be  God,  the  mighty  Lord, 
The  God  whom  Ifratl  fears  ; 
Who  only  wond'rous  in   his  works, 
Beyond  compare,   appears. 
19  Let  earth  be  with  his  glory  filPd  ; 
Forever  blefs  his   name  ; 
While  to  his  praife  the  lift'ning  world 
Their  glad  afTent  proclaim. 

Psalm    LXXIIL     Long  Metre, 

l       A    T  length,   by   certain  proofs,  'tis  plain 
JLjL   That  God  will  to  his  faints  be  kind  ; 
That  all  whofe  hearts  are  pure  and  clean, 
Shall  his  protecting  favour  find. 
2,  3   Till  this  fuftaining  truth  I  knew, 

My  ftagg'ring  feet   had  almoft  fail'd  i 
I  griev'd,  the  finner's  wealth  to  view. 
And  envy'd  when  the  fools  prevail'd, 

4,  5  They  to  the  grave  in  peace  defcend, 

And,  while  they  live,  are  hale  and  ftrong  1 
No  plague  or  trouble  them  offend, 
Which  oft  to  other  men  belong. 

€}  7   With  pride,  as  with  a  chain,  they're  held, 
And  rapine  feems  their  robe  of  ftate  ; 

I   Their  eyes  (land  out,   with  fatnefs  fwell'd  ;, 
They  grow,  beyond  their  wifhes,  great,. 


126        PSALM  -LXXill, 

8,  9  With  hearts  corrupt,  and  lofty  talk, 
Oppreilive  methods  they  defend  ; 
Their  tongue  through  all  the  earth  doeswalk, 
Their  blafpheraies  to  Heav'n  afcend. 

10  And  yet  admiring  crouds  are  found, 

Who  ferviie  vifits  duly  make  ; 
Becaufe  with  plenty  they  abound, 

Of  whjch  their  flatt'ring  llaves  partake, 

11  Their  fond  opinions  thefe  purfue, 

Till'  they  with  them  profanely  cry, 
"  How  mould  the  Lord  our  actions  view  ? 

•'  Can  he  perceive,   who  dwells  fo  high  f" 
J  2   Behold  the  wicked  !   thefe  are  they 

Who  openly  their  fins  profefs  ; 
And  yet  their  wealth's  increas'd  each  day, 

And  all  their  actions  meet  fuccefs. 

13,  14  "Then  have  I  cleans'd  my  heart  (faid  I) 
"  And  wahVd  my  hands  from  guilt  in  vain, 
"  If  all  the  day  opprefs'd  I  lie, 
"  x*\nd  ev'ry   morning  fuffer  pain." 
15  Thus  did  I  once  to  fpeak  intend  : 
But  if  fuch  things  I  raflily  fay, 
Thy  children,  Lord,   I  muft  offend, 
And  bafely  mould  their  caufe  betray. 

PART     II. 

l6,  17  To  fathom  this,   my  thoughts  I  bent, 
But  found  the  cafe   tco  hard  for  me  j 
Till  to  the  houfe  of  God  I  went  : 
Then  I  their  end   did   plainly  fee. 
1 8    How  high  foe'er  advanc'd,   they  all 
On    flipp'ry  places  loofely   ftand  ; 
Thence  into  ruin  headlong  fall, 

Qaft  down  by  thine  avenging  hand, 


PSALM    LXXIV.       127 

19,  20  How  dreadful  and  how  quick  their  fate  ! 
Defpis'd  by  thee,  when  they're  deftroy'd  ; 
As  waking  men   with  fcorn  do  treat 

The  fancier  that  their  dreams  employ'd, 
21,  22   Thus  was  my  heart  with  grief  Oppreft, 
.    My  reins  were  rack'd  with  reftlefs  pains  5 
So  ftupid  was  I,  like  a   beaft, 

Who  no  reflecting    thought  retains. 

2},  24,  Yet  ft  ill  thy  prefence  me  fupply'd, 

And  thy  right  hand  affitlance  gave  ; 
Thou  firft  malt  with  thy  counfel  guide, 
And  then  to  glory  me  receive. 

25  Whom  then  in'  Heav'n,  but  thee  alone, 

Have  I,  whofe  favour  I  require  ? 
Throughout  the  fpacious  earth  there's  non£ 
That   I,  befides  thee,  can  defire. 

26  My  trembling  flefn,  and  aching  heart, 

May  often  fail  to  fuccour  me  ; 
But  God  fhall  inward   ftrength  impart, 
And  my  eternal  portion   be. 

27  For  they  that  far  from   thee  remove, 

Shall  into  fudden  ruin  fall  : 
If  after  other  gods  they    rove, 

Thy  vengeance  fhall  deftroy  thern  all, 

28  But  as  for  me,  'tis  good  and  juft, 

That  I  mould  ftill  to  God   repair  ; 
In  him  I  always  put  my  truft, 
*  And  will  his  wond'rous  works  declare. 

Psalm    LXXIV.     Common  Metre, 

I   X1TTHY  haft  thou  can:  us  oft,   O  God  I 
V  V        Wilt  thou    no  more   return  ? 
O  !    why  again  ft  thy  chofen  flock 
Does  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ? 


128       PSALM    LXXIV. 

2  Think  on  thy  ancient  purchafe,   Lord, 

The   land  that   is  thy  own  ; 
By  thee  redeemed  ;  and  Sion's  mount, 
Where  once   thy  glory  (hone. 

3  Oh,  come  and  view  our  ruin'd  ftate  ! 

How  long  our  troubles  hit  ! 
See  how   the  foe,  with  wicked  rage, 
Has  laid   thy   temple   wafte  ! 

4  Thy  foes  blafpheme  thy  name  ;   where  late 

Thy  zealous  fervants  pray'd, 
The  heathen  there,   with  haughty  pomp, 
Their  banners  have  difplay'd. 

5,  6  Thofe  curious  carvings,  which  did  once 
Advance  the  artilt's  fame, 
With  axe  and  hammer  thty  deftroy, 
Like  woiks  of  vulgar  frame. 
j  Thy  holy  temple   they   have   burnt  ; 
And  what   efcap'd   the   flame 
Has  been  profan'd,    and  quite  defae'd, 
Though  facred  to  thy  name. 

8  Thy  worfhip  wholly  to  deftroy 

Malicioufly  they  aim'd  \ 
And  ail  the  facred  places   burn'd, 
Where  we  thy   praife   proclaimed. 

9  Yet  of  thy  prefence  thou  vouchfaf'ft 

No  tender  figns  to  fend  : 
We  have  no  prophet  now,   that  knows 
When  this  fad  ftate  mall  end. 

PART     II. 

io  But,  Lord,  how  long  wilt  thou  permit 
Th>  infnlting  foe  to  boaft  ? 
Shall  all  the  honour  of  thy  name 
Fo! evermore  be  loft  ? 


PSALM    LXXIV.        ii9 

ilWhyhold'ft  thou  back  thy  ftrong  right  hand* 
And  on  thy  patient  breait, 
When  vengeance  calls  to  ftretch  it  forth, 
So  calmly  lett'ft  it  reft  ? 

12  Thou  heretofore,  with  kingly  pow'r, 

In   our  defence  haft  fought  ; 
For  us,  throughout  the  wondering  world,  > 
Haft  great  falvation   wrought, 

13  'Twas  thou,  O  God,  that  didft  the  fea,  - 

By  thy  own  ftrength,  divide  :    • 
Thou  brak'ft  the  wat'ry  mo-n  tiers'  head, 
The  waves  o'erwhelm'd  their  pride. 

14  The  greateft,   fierceft  of  them  all, 

That  feem'd  the  deep  to  fway, 
Was  by  thy  pow'r  deftroy'd,  and  mad« 
To  favage   beafts  a  prey. 

15  Thou  clav'ft  the  folid  rock,  and  mad'it     " 

The  waters  largely  flow  : 
Again,  thou  mad'il,  through  parting  ftreams^ 
Thy  wand'ring  people  go. 

16  Thine  is  the  cheerful  day,  and  thine 

The   black  return  of  night  ; 
Thou  had  prepared  the  glorious  fun, 
And  ev'ry  feebler  light. 

17  By  thee  the  borders  of  the  earth 

in  perfect  order  ftand  : 
The  furnmer's  warmth,  and  winter's  cold, 
Attend  on  thy  command. 

PART     III. 

1 8  Remember,  Lo«J,   how  fcornful  foe& 

Have  daily  urg'd  our  fhame  ; 
And  how  the  foolifh  people  have 
Blafphera'd  thy  holy  name.. 


130        PSALM    LXXV. 

19  0,  free  thy  mourning  turtle  dove, 

By  fitiful  crowds  befet  ; 
Nor   the  aflembly  of  thy   poor 
Forevermore  forget. 

20  Thy  ancient  cov'nant,  Lord,  regard, 

And  make  thy  promife  good  ; 
For  now  each  corner  of  the  land 
Is  fill'd  with  men  of  blood. 

21  O  let  not  the  opprefs'd  return, 

With  iorrow  cloth'd,  and   (name  ; 
But  let  the  helplefs  and  the  poor 
Forever  praife  thy    name. 

22  Arife,  O   God,  in  our  behalf  ; 

Thy  caufe  and  ours  maintain  : 
Remember  how  infulting  fools 

Each  day  thy  name  profane. 
2$   Make  thou  the  boaftings  of  thy  foes 

Forever,   Lord,  to  ceafe  ; 
Whofe  infolence,  if  not  chaflis'd, 

Will  more  and  more  increafe. 

Psalm    LXXV.     Common  Metre. 

1  rT"iO  thee,  O  God,  we  render  praife, 

X  To  ihee  with  thanks  repair  ; 

For,   that  thy  name  to  us  is  nigh, 
Thy    wond'rous   works  declare. 

2  In   Ifr'el,  when  my  throne  is  fix'd, 

With  me   (hall  juftice   reign  ; 

3  The  land  with  difcord   makes,  but  I 

The  finking  frame  fuliain. 

4  Deluded   wretches  I  advis'd 

Their  errors  to  redrefs  ! 
And   warn'd  bold  finners,  that  they  ftiouW 
Their  fwelling  pride  fupprefs. 


PSALM    LXXVL       131 

5  Bear  not  yourfelvss  fo  high,  as  if 
No  pow'r  could  your's  reflrain  : 
Submit  your  ftabborn  necks,  and  learn 
To  fpeak  with  kfs  difdain  : 

€  For  that   promotion,  which  to  gain, 
Your  vain  ambition  ftrives, 
From   neither  eaft,   nor  weft,  nor  yet 
From  fouthern    climes  arrives. 

7  For  God  the  great  Difpofer  is, 

And   fov'reign   Judge    alone, 
Who  cafts  the  proud  to  earth,  and  lifts 
"The    humble    to  a   throne. 

8  His  hand  holds  forth  a  dreadful  cup  ; 

With  purple  wine  'tis  crown'd  ; 
The  deadly  mixture,   which  hi*s  wrath 

Deals  out  to  nations  round. 
Of  this  his  faints  may  fometimes  tafte  ; 

But  wicked   men  (hall  fqueeze 
The  bitter  dregs,  and  be  condemn'd 

To  drink  the  very  lees. 

9  His  prophet  I,  to  all  the  world, 

This  meflage   will   relate  : 
The  juftice  then  of  Jacob's   God 
My  fong  (hall  celebrate. 

10  The  wicked's  pride  I  will  reduce, 

Their  cruelty  difarm  ; 
.    Exalt  the  juft,  and  feat  him  high, 
Above    the   reach  of  harip. 

Psalm   LXXVI.    Particular  Metre, 

N  Judah  the  Almighty's  known 

(Almighty,  there,  by  wonders  fhown)  ; 
His  name  in  Jacob  does  excel  : 


•1 


132        PSALM    LXXVL 

2  His  fan&u'ry  in   Salem  {lands  : 
The  majefty  that  Heav'n  commands 

In   Sion    condefcends   to  dwell. 

3  He  brake  the  bow  and  arrows  there, 
The  fhield,  the  temper'd  fword  and  fpear  ; 

Therfc  fiain  the  mighty  army  lay  ; 

4  Whence  Sion's  fame  through  earth  is  fpread, 
Of  greater  glory,   greater  dread, 


Than  hills  where  robbers  lod^e  their 


prey. 


5  There  valiant  chiefs,  who  came  for  fpoil, 
Themfelves  met  there  a  fhameful  foil  : 

Securely  down   to  fleep   they  lay  ; 
But  wak'd    no  more  ;   their  ftouteft  band 
Ne'er  lifted    one  refitting  hand 

'Gainft  his  that  did  their  legions  flay. 

6  When   Jacob's  God  began  to  frown, 
Both  horfe  and  charioteers  o'erthrown, 

Together  flept  in   endlcfs  night. 

7  When  thou,  whom  Heav'n  and  earth  revere, 
Doll  once  with  wrathful  look  appear, 

What  mortal  pow'r  can  lland  thy  fight  ? 

S  Pronounc'd  from  Heav'n, earth  beard  its  doom  ; 

Grew  hufh'd  with  fear,  when  thou  didft  come, 
9        The  meek  with  juttice  to   rettore. 
io  The  wrath  of  man  mall  yield  tl.ee  praife  \ 

Its  la(t  attempts  but  ferve  to  raife 
The  triumphs  of  almighty  pow'r. 

II   Vow  to  the  Lord  :   ye  nations  bring 
Vow'd  prefents  to   th'  eternal  king  : 
Thus  to  his  name  due  rev'rence  pay, 


PSALM  LXXVII.       133 

12  Who  prouded  potentates  can  quell, 
To  earthly  kings  more  terrible, 

Than  to  their  trembling  fubje&s  they. 

Psalm    LXXVII.     Common  Metre* 

1  rT^O  God  I  cry'd,  who  to  my  help 

I         Did  gracioufly  repair  ; 

2  In  trouble's  difmal  day  I  fought 

My  God  with  humble  prayV. 
All  night  my  feft'ring  wound  did  run  $ 

No  med'cine  gave  relief: 
My  foul  no  comfort  would  admit, 

My  foul  indulg'd  her  grief. 

3  I  thought  on  God,  and  favours  pail  t 

But  that  increas'd  my  pain  : 
I  found  my  fpirit  more  opprefs'd, 
The  more  I  did  complain. 

4  Through  ev'ry  watch  of  tedious  night 

Thou  keep'ft  my  eyes  awake  ; 
My  grief  is  fwell'd  to  that  excefs, 
I  figh,  but  cannot  fpeak. 

5  I  call'd  to  mind  the  days  of  old, 

With  iignal  mercy  crown'd  ; 
Thofe  famous  years  of  ancient  times, 
For  miracles  renown'd. 

6  By  night  I  recollect  my  fongs, 

On  former  triumphs  made  ; 
Then  fearch,  confult,  and  afk  my  heart* 
Where's  now  that  wond'rous  aid  ? 

7  Has  God  forever  caft  me  off  ? 

Withdrawn  his  favour  quite  ? 

8  Are  both  his  mercy  and  his  truth 

Retir'd  to  endtefs  night  ? 

M 


$34      PSALM    LXXVII. 

9  Can  his  long-pra£is'd  love  forget 

Its  wonted  aids  to  bring  ? 
Has  he  in  wrath  (hut  up  and  feal'd 
His  mercy's  healing  fpring  ? 

10  I  faid,  my  weaknefs  hints  thefe  fears  ; 

But  I'll  thefe  fears  difband  ; 

I'll  yet  remember  the  Moil  High, 

And  years  of  his  right  hand. 

X  i   I'll  call  to  mind  his  works  of  old. 

The  wonders  of  his  might  ; 

12  On  them  my  heart  mall  meditate, 

My  tongue  (hall  them  recite. 

13  Safe  lodg'd  from  human  fearch  on  high, 

O  God,  thy  counfels  are  1 
Who  is  fo  great  a  God  as  ours  ? 
Who  C3n  with  him  compare  ? 
14.  Long  fince  a  God  of  wonders  thee 
Thy  refcu'd  people  found  : 

15  Long  fince  hall  thou  thy  chofen   feed 

With  flrong  deliv'rance  crown'd. 

16  When  thee,  O  God,  the  waters  faw,    . 

The  frighted  billows  (hrunk  : 
The  troubled  depths  themfelvcs,  for  fear, 
Beneath  their  channels  funk. 

17  The  clouds  pour'd  down,  while  rending  Ikies 

Did  with  their  nolfe  confpire  ; 
Thy  arrows  all  abroad  were  lent, 
Wing'd  .with  avenging  fire. 

•  S   Heav'n  with  thy  thunder's  voice  wjts  torn, 
While    all  the  lower  world 
With  lightnings blaz'd,  earth  fiiook.and-feem'J 
From  her  foundations  hnrl'd. 


PSALM    LXXVIII.      235 

19  Through  rolling  ftreams  thou  find'ft  thy  way* 

Thy  paths  in  waters  lie  ; 
Thy  wond'rous  pafTage,  where  no  fight 
Thy  footfteps  can  deicry. 

20  Thou  led'ft  thy  people  like  a  flock 

Safe  through  the  defart  land, 
By  Mofes,  their  meek  fkilful  guide, 
And  Aaron's    facred  hand. 

Psalm    LXXVIII.    Common  Metre* 

1  T  TEAR,  O  my  people  ;    to  my  law 
X  X      Devout   attention  lend  ; 

Let  the  inftru&ion  of  my  mouth, 
Deep  in  your  hearts  defcend. 

2  My  tongue,  by  infpiration  taught. 

Shall  Parables   unfold, 
Dark  oracles,  but  underflood, 
And  own'd  for  truths  of  old  ; 

3  Which  we  from  facred   regifters 

Of  ancient  times  have  known,. 
And  our  forefathers'  pious  care 
To  us  has  handed  down. 

4  We  will  not  hide  them  from  our  fons  ; 

Our  offspring  fhall  be  taught 
The  praifes  of  the  Lord,  whofe  ftrengtk     j 
Has  works  of  wonders  wrought. 

5  For  Jacob  he  this  law  ordain'd, 

This  league  with  Ifr'el  made  ; 
With  charge,  to  be  from  age  to  age, 

From  race  to  race  convey'd. 
That   generations  yet  to  come 

Should  to  their  unborn  heirs 
Religionfly  tranfmit   the   fame,. 

And  they  again  ta  theirs,. 


136      PSALM    LXXV1II. 

7  To  teach  them  that  in  God  alone 
Their  hope  fecurely  ftands  ; 
That  they  fhould  ne'ej:  his  works  forget, 
But  keep  his  jull  commands. 
%  Left,  like  their  fathers,  they  might  prove 
A    itiff,  rebellious  race, 
Falfe-hearted,  fickle  to  their  God, 
Unftedfafl  in  his  grace. 

9  Such  were  revolting  Ephraim's  fons, 
Who  though  to  warfare  bred, 
And  fKilful  archers  arm'd  with  bows, 
From  field   ignobly  fled. 
io,  II    They  faliify'd  their  league  with  God, 
His  orders  difobey'd, 
Forgot  his  works  and   miracles 
Before  their  eyes  difplay'd. 

12  Nor  wonders,  which  their  fathers  faw, 
Did  they  in  mind  retain  ; 
Prodigious  things  in  Egypt  done, 
And  Zoan's   fertile  plain. 

33  He  cut  the  feas  to  ltt  them  pafs, 

Relirain'd  the   prefiing  flood  ; 
While  pil'd  on  heaps,  on  either  fide, 
The  folid   water    flood. 

34  A  wond'rous  pillar  led    them  on, 

Compos'd  of  fhade  and  light  ; 
A  fhelt'ring  cloud  it  prov'd  by  day, 

A  leading  fire  by   night. 
x^Whendroughtopprefs'd  them,\vhe»enoflreac- 

The  wildernefs  fupply'd, 
He  cleft  the  rock,  whofe   flinty  breaft 

DiffolvM  into  a  tide, 


PSALM    LXXVIir.        137 

16  Streams  from  the  folid  rock  he  brought, 
Which  down   in  rivers   fellj 
That  trav'ling  with  their  camp  each  day, 
Renewed  the  miracle. 

1.7  Yet  there  they  finn'd  againft  him  more, 

Provoking  the  Moft  High  ; 

In  that  fame  defart  where  he  did 

Their  fainting   fouls  fupply. 

1.8  They  firil  incens'd  him  in  their  hearts* 

That   did  his  pow'r  diftruft, 
And  long'd  for  meat,  not  urg'd  by  want.. 
But  to  indulge  their  luft. 

19  Then  utter'd   their  blafpheming  doubts* 

"  Can  God,  fay  they,  prepare 
<c  A  table  in  the   wildernefs, 
"  Set  out  with  various  fare  ?■ 

20  "  He  fmote  the  flinty  rock  ('tis  true), 

"  And  gufhing  ftreams  enfu'd  ; 
**  But  can  he  corn  and  flefh  provide 
"  For  fuch  a  multitude  ?" 

21  The  Lord  with  indignation  heard  5. 

From  Heav'n  avenging  flame 
On  Jacob  fell,  confuming  wrath, 
On   thanklefs  Ifr'el  came  : 

22  Becaufe  their  unbelieving  hearts 

In  God  would  not  confide, 
Nor  truft  his  care,  who  had  from  heav'n 
Their  wants  fo  oft  fupply'd  ; 

23  Though  he  had  made  his  clouds  difeharge 

Provifions  down  in  fhow'rs  ; 
And  when  earth  fail'd,  reliev'd  their  needs 
From  his  celeftial  ftores  ; 

M.2.. 


133      PSALM    LXXVIII. 

24  Though  tafteful  manna  was  rain'd  down 

Their  hunger  to  relieve  ; 
Though  from  the  (tores  of  Heav'n  they  did 
Sustaining  corn  receive. 

25  Thus  man  with  angels'  facrcd  food, 

Ingrateful  man,   was  fed  ; 
Not  iparingly,  for  (till  they  found 
A  plenteous  table  fpread. 

26  From  Heav'n  he  made  an  ea(t  wind  blow, 

Then  did   the  fouth  command 

27  To  rain  down  flefh  like  duft,  and  fowls 

Like  fea's  unnnmber'd  fand. 
.28  Within  their  trenches  he  let  fall 
The  lufcicus,  eafy  prey, 
And  all  around  their  fpreading  camp 
Their  feather'd  booty  lay. 

29  They  fed,  were   fill'd,  he  gave  them  leave 

Their  appetites  to  feaft  ; 
30,  31   Yet  (till  their  wanton  luft  crav'd  on, 
Nor  with  their  hunger  ceas'd  : 
But  while,  in  their  luxurious  mouths, 

They  did  their  dainties   chew, 
The  wrath  of  God  fmote  down  their  chiefs- 
And  Ifrael's  chofen  flew. 

PART     II. 

32  Yet  ft  ill  they  finn'd,  nor  would  afford 

His  miracles  belief  ; 

33  Therefore  through  fruitlefs  travels  he 

Confum'd  their  lives  in  grief. 

34  When  fome  were  flain,  the  reft,  return'd 

To  God  with  early  cry  ; 

35  Own'd  him  the  rock  of  their  defence, 

Their  Saviour  God  raoft  high. 


PSALM    LXXVIII.       1 39 

36  But  this  was  feignM  fubmiffion  all, 

Their  heart  their  tongue  bely'd  ; 

37  Their  heart  was  flill  perverfe,  nor  would 

Firm  in  his  league  abide. 

38  Yet,  full  of  mercy,  he  forgave, 

Nor  did  with  death  chaftife  1 
But  turn'd  his  kindled  wrath  ailde, 
Or  would  not  let  it  rife.    1 

39  For  he  remembered  they  were  flew, 

That  could  not  long  remain  ; 
A  murm'ring  wind,  that's  quickly  pali, 
And  ne'er   returns  again. 

40  How  oft  did   they  provoke  him  there* 

How  oft  his  patience  grieve, 

In  that  fame  defart,  where  he  did 

Their  fainting  fouls  relieve  ! 

41  They  tempted  him  by  turning  back, 

And  wickedly  repin'd  ; 
When  Ifr'el's  God  refus'd  to  be 
By  their  defires  confin'd. 

42  Nor  call'd  to  mind  the  hand  and  day 

That  their  redemption  brought  ; 

43  His  figns  in  Egypt,  wond'rous  works 

In  Zoan's  valley  wrought. 

44  He  turn'd  their  rivers  into  blood, 

That  man  and  beaft  forbore  ; 
And  rather  chofe  to  die  of  thirft, 
Than  drink  the  putrid  gore. 

45  He  fent  devouring  fwarms  of  files, 

Hoarfe  frogs  annoy'd  their  foil, 

46  Locufts  and  caterpillars  reap'd 

The  harveft  of  their  toil. 


j4o      PSALM    LXXVIIL 

47  Their  vines  with  batt'ring  hail  were  broke, 

With  froft   the  fig-tree  dies  ; 

48  Lightning  and  hail   made  flocks  and  herds 

One  general  faenfice. 

49  He  turn/d  his  anger  loofe,  and  fet 

No  time  for  it  to   ceafe  ; 
And  with  their  plagues  bad  angels  fent 
Their  torments  to  increafe. 

50  He  clear'd  a  pafTage   for  his  wrath 

To  ravage  uncontrol'd  ; 
The  murrain  on  their  firlllings  feiz'd 
In  ev'ry  field  and  fold. 

51  The  deadly  pelt  from  bean:  to  man, 

From  field  to  city  came  ; 
It  flew  their  heirs,  their  eldcft  hopes, 
Through  all  the  tents  of  Ham. 

52  But  his  own  tribe,  like  folded  meep. 

He  brought  from  their  diftrefs  ; 
And  them  conducted  like  a  flock, 

Throughout  the  wilder.nefs. 
£3   He  led  them  on,  and  in  their  way 

No  caufe  of  fear  they  found  ; 
But  march'd  fecurely  through  thofe  deeps, 

In  which  their  foes  were  drown'd  : 

5.4  Nor  ceasM  his  care  till  them  he  brought 
Safe  to  his  promis'd  land, 
And  to  his  holy  mount,  the  prize 
Of  his  victorious  hand. 
55  To  them  the  outcaft  heathen's  land 
He  did  by  lot  divide  ; 
And  in  their  foes'  abandon'd  tents,. 
Made  Ifrael's  tribes  refide. 


PSALM    LXXVIIL       141 
PART     III. 

56  Yet  ftlll  they  tempted,  flill  provokM 

The  wrath  of  God  mod  high  ; 
Nor  would  to  pradlife  his  commands 
Their  flubborn  hearts  apply  : 

57  But  in    their  faithlefs  fathers  fteps 

Perverfely  chofe   to  go  : 
They  turn'd  afide,  like  arrows  (hot 
From  fome  deceitful  bow. 

58  For  him  to  fury  they  provok'd 

With  altars   fet   on   high  ; 
And  with  their  graven  images 
Infiam'd  his  jealoufy. 
50.  When  God  heard  this,  on  Ifr'ePs  tribes 
His  wrath  and  hatred  fell  ; 

60  He  quitted  Shilph,  and  the  tents 

Where  once  he  chofe  to  dwell. 

61  To  vile  captivity  his  ark, 

His  glory  to  difdain, 

62  His  people  to  the  fword  he  gave* 

Nor  would  his  wrath  reftrain. 

63  Deftrucuve  war  their  ableft  youth 

Untimely  did  confound  : 
No  virgin  was  to  th'  altar  led, 
With  nuptial  garlands  crown'd. 

64  In  fight  the    facrifker  fell, 

The  pried  a  victim  bled  ; 
And  widows,  vvho  their  death  fhould  mourn, 
Themfelves  of  grief  were  dead. 

65  Then  as  a  giant  rous'd   from  fleep, 

Whom  wine   had  throughly  warm'd, 
Shouts  out  aloud — the  Lord  awak'd, 
And  bis  proud  foe  alarm'd. 


142        PSALM    LXXIX. 

66  He  fmote  their  hoft,  that  from  the  field 

A  fcatter'd  remnant  came, 
With  wounds  imprinted  on  their  backs 

Of  everlatting  fhame. 
6j  With  conquelts  crown'd,  he  Jofeph's  tents 

And  Ephraim's  tribe  forfook  ; 

68  But  Judah  chofe,  and  Sion's  mount 

For  his  lov'd  dwelling  took. 

69  His  temple  he  erected  there, 

With  fpires  exalted  high  : 
While  deep  and  fix'd  as  that  of  earth 

The  ftrong  foundations  lie. 
jo  His  faithful  fervant  David  too, 

He  for   his  choice  did  own, 
And  from  the  fneepfolds  him  advanced 

To  fit  on  Judah's   throne. 

7 1  From  tending  on  the  teeming  ewes, 

He  brought  him  forth  to  feed, 
His  own  inheritance,  the  tribes 
Of  Ifr'el's  chofen  feed. 

72  Exalted  thus,  the  monarch  prov'd 

A  faithful  fhepherd  it  ill  ; 
He  fed  them  with  an  upright  heart, 
And  guided  them  with  fkill. 

Psalm    LXXIX.     Common  Metre, 

3   T)EHOLD,  O  God,  how  heathen  hoft* 
J3      Have  thy  pofTtiiion  feia'd  ! 
Thy  facred  houfe  they  have  defil'd, 
Thy  holy  city  raz'd. 
2  The  mangled  bodies  of  thy  faints, 
Abroad   unburied  lay  : 
Their  flefh   expos'd  to  favage  beafts, 
And  rav'nous  birds  of  prey.  .' 


PSALM    LXXIX.         143 

3  Quite  through  Jerus'lem  was  their  blood 

Like  common  water  (hed  ; 
And  none  were  left  alive  to  pay 
Laft  duties  to  the  dead. 

4  The  neighb'ring  lands  our  fmali  remains 

With  loud  reproaches  wound  ; 
And  we  a  laughing  ftock  are  made 
To  all  the  nations  round. 

$  How  long  wilt  thou  be  angry,  Lord  ? 
Mufl  we  forever  mourn  i 
Shall  thy  devouring,  jealous  rage, 
Like  fire  forever  burn  ? 

6  On  foreign  lands  that  know  not  thee9 

Thy  heavy  vengeance  fhow'r  ; 
Thofe  finful  kingdoms  let  it  crufh, 
That  have  not  own'd  thy  pow'r. 

7  For  their  devouring  jaws  hare  prey'd 

On  Jacob's  chofen  race  ; 
And  to  a  barren  defart  turn'd 
Their  fruitful  dwelling  place. 
$  O  think  not  on  our  former  fins, 
But  fpeedily  prevent 
The  utter  ruin  of  thy  faints, 
Almoft  with  forrow  fpent  ! 

9  Thou  God  of  our  falvation  help, 
And  free  our  fouls  from  blame  ; 
So  (hall  our  pardon  and  defence 
Exalt  thy  glorious  name. 
I  io  Let  infidels,   that  fcoifing  fay, 

"  Where  is  the  God  they  boaft  ?r 
In  vengeance  for  thy  flaughter'd  faiats. 
Perceive  thee  to  their  coil,* 


i4+        PSALM    LXXX. 

1 1  Lord,  hear  the  fighlng  pris'ner's  moans, 

Thy  faving  pow'r  extend  ; 
Preferve  the  wretches  doom'd  to  die, 
From  that  untimely  end. 

12  On  them,  who  us  opprefs,  let  all 

Our  fufFrings  be  repaid  : 
Make  their  confufion  feven  times  more 
Than  what  on  us  they  laid. 

I  3   So  we  thy  people   and  thy  flock 
Shall  ever  praife  thy  name  ; 
And  with  glad  hearts  our  grateful  thanks 
From  age  to  age  proclaim. 

Psalm  LXXX.     Long  Metre. 

1  t~\  ISR>EL'S  Shepherd,   Jofeph's  Guide, 
\J    Our  pray'rs  to  thee  vouchfafe  to  hear  ; 

••   Thou  that  doft  on  the  cherubs  ride, 
Again  in  folemn  ftate  appear. 

2  Behold  how  Benjamin  expects, 

With  Ephraim  and  Manafieh  join'd, 
In  our  deliv'rance,  the  effects 
Of  thy  refiftlefs  ftrength  to  find. 

3  Do  thou  convert  us,  Lord,  do  thou 

The  luftre  of  thy  face  difplay  ; 
And   all  the  ills  we  fuffer  now, 

Like  fcatter'd  clouds  fhall  pafs  away. 

4  O  thou,  whom  heav'nly  hofts  obey, 

How  long  mall  thy  tierce  anger  burn  : 
How  long  thy  fufPring  people  pray, 
And  to  their  pray'rs  have  no  return. 

5  When  hungry,  we  are  fore'd  to  drench 

Our  fcanty  food  in  floods  of  woe  : 
When  dry,  our  raging  third  we  quench 
With  flreams  of  tears  that  largely  flow. 


PSALM    LXXX.         14^ 

6  For  us  the  heathen  nations  round, 

As  for  a  common  prey,  conceit  ; 

Our  foes  with  fpiteful  joy  abound, 

And  at  our  loft  condition  jeft. 

7  Do  thou  convert  us,  Lord,  do  thou 

The  luftre  of  thy  face  difplay, 
And  all  the  ilk  we  fuffer  now, 

Like  fcatter'd  clouds  fhail  pafs  away. 

PART     II. 

8  Thou  brought'ft  a  vine  from  Egypt's  land  % 

And  calling  out  the  heathen  race, 
Didft  plant  it  with  thine  own  right  hand, 

And  firmly  fix'd  it  in  their  place. 
g  Before  it  thou  prepar'dft  the  way, 

And  mad'ft  it  take  a  lading  root, 
Which,  blefs'd  with  thy  indulgent  ray, 

O'er  all  the  land  did  widely  moot. 

io,  11  The  hills  were  cover'd, with  its. made, 
Its  g8odly  boughs  did  cedars  feem  : 
Its  branches  to  the  fea  were  fpread, 

And  reach'd  to  proud  Euphrates'  ftre'am. 
12  Why  then  haft  thou  its  hedge  o'erthrown. 
Which  thou  hadft  made  fo  firm  and  ftrong  ? 
While  all  its  grapes, 'defencelefs  grown, 
Are  pluck' d  by  thofe  that  pafs  along. 

J  3   See  how  the  briftling  foreft  boar 
With  dreadful  fury  lays  it  wafte :■:" 
Hark  !   how  the  favage  monfters  roar, 
And  to  their  helplefs  prey  mak^  hafte. 

PART    III. 

14  To  thee,  O  God  of  hods,  we  pray  ; 
Thy  wonted  goodnefs,  Lord,  renew  j 
N 


146       PSALM    LXXXI. 

From  Heav'n  thy  throne  this  vine  furvey^ 
And  her  fad  (late  with  pity  view. 

15  Behold  the  vineyard,  made  by  thee, 

Which  thy  right  hand  did  guard  fo  long; 
And  keep  that  branch  from   danger  free, 
Which  for  thyfelf  thou  mad'ft  fo    ftrong. 

16  To  wafting  flames  'tis  made  a  prey, 

And  all  its  fpreading  boughs  cut  down  : 
At  thy  rebuke  they  foon  decay, 
And  perifh  at  thy  dreadful  frown. 

1 7  Crown  thou  the   King   with  good  fuccefs, 

By  thy  right  hand   fecur'd  from   wrong  : 
The  fon  of.  man  in  mercy  blefs, 

Whom  for  thyfelf  thou  mad'ft  fo  ftrong. 

18  So  fhall  we  ftill  continue  free, 

From  whatfoe'er  deferves  thy  blame  ; 
And  if  once  more  reviv'd  by  thee, 
Will  always  praife  thy  holy  name. 

19  Do  thou  convert  us,  Lord,  do  thou 

The  luftre  of  thy  face  difplay, 
And  all  the  ills  we  fuffer  now, 

Li'ke  fcatter'd  clouds  fhall  pafs  away. 


Psalm    LXXXI.    Common  Metre, 

1  r"T*\0  God,  our  never-failing  ftrength, 

JL    .,    With  loud  applaufes  fing  : 
And  jointly  make  a  cheerful  noife 
To  Jacob's  awful   King. 

2  Compofe   a  hymn  of  praife,  and   touch 

Your  inilruments  of  joy  : 
Let  pfalteries  and  pleafant   harps 
Your  grateful  ikiil  employ. 


PSALM    LXXXI.         147 

3  Let  trumpets  at  the  great  new  moon 

Their  joyful  voices  raife, 
To  celebrate  th'  appointed  time,, 
The  folemn  day  of  praife. 

4  For  this  a  ftatute  was  of  old, 

Which  Jacob's  God  decreed, 
To  be  with  pious  care  obferv'd 
By  Ifr'el's  chofen  feed. 

5  This  he  for  a  memorial  fix'd, 

When  freed  from   Egypt's  land; 
Strange  nations'  barb'rous  fpeech  we  heard, 
But  could  not  underftand. 

6  Your  burthen'd  moulders  I  reliev'd, 

(Thus  feem'd  our  God  to  fay) 
Your  fervile  hands  by  me  were  freed 
From  lab'ring  in  the  clay. 

7  Your  anceftors,  with  wrongs  opprefs'd, 

To  me  for  aid  did  call  : 
With  pity  I  their  fuff'rings  faw, 

And  fet  them  free  from  all. 
They  fought  for  me,  and  from  the  clouds 

In  thunder  I  reply'd  : 
At  Meribah's   contentious  ftream 

Their  faith  and  duty  try'd. 

PART     U. 

8  While  I  my  folemn  will  declare, 

My  chofen  people  hear  : 
If  thou,  O  Ifr'el,  to  my  words 
Wilt  lend  thy  lid'ning  ear  ; 

9  Then  (halt  no  God  befides  myfelf 

Within  thy  coaft  be  found  : 
Nor  fhalt  thou  worfhip  any  god 
Of  all  the  nations  round. 


1 


H$        PS4LM    LXXXll. 

so  The.X-ord  thy  God  am  I,  who  thee 
Brought  forth  from  Egypt's  land  : 
'Tis  I,  that  all  thyjuft  defires 
Supply  with  lib'ral  hand. 
IT  But  they,  my  chofen  race,  refus'd 
To  hearken  to  my  voice  ; 
Nor  would  rebellious  Ifr'el's  Jbns 
Make  me  their  happy  choice. 

12  So  I  provok'd,  refign'd  them  up, 

To  ev'ry  lull  a  prey  ; 
And  in  their  own  perverfe  defigns 
Permitted  them  to  ftray. 

13  O  that  my  people  wifely  would 

My  juft  commandments  heed  :  * 

And    Ifr'el  in  my  righteous  ways 
with  pious  care  proceed. 

?4  Then  mould  my  heavy  judgments  fall 
On  all  that  them  oppofe  ; 
And  my  avenging  hand  be  turn'd. 
Againft  their  num'rous  foes. 

15  Their  enemies  and  mine  mould  all 

Before  my  footftool  bend  : 
But  as  for  them,  their  happy  Mate 
Should  never  know  an  end. 

16  All  parts  with  plenty  mould  abound  ; 

With  fined  wheat  their  field  : 
The   barren  rocks,  to  pleafe  their  tafte, 
Should  richeft  honey  yield. 

Psalm    LXXXIL     Common  Metre* 

1    /^i  OD  in  the  great  affembly  ftands, 
\J     Where  his   impartial  eye 
In  itate  furveys  the  earthly  gods, 
And  does  their  judgments  try. 


PSALM    LXXXIH.         149 

2,  3   How  dare  ye  then  unjuftly  judge, 
Or  be  to  fmners  kind  ? 
Defend  the  orphans,  and  the  poor  j 
Let  fuch  your  juftice  find. 

4  Protect  the  humble,  helplefs  man, 

Reduc'd  to  deep  diftrefs, 
And  let  not  him  become  a  prey 
To  fuch  as  would  opprefs. 

5  They  neither  know,  nor  will  they  learn, 

But  blindly  rove  and  (tray  ; 
Juftice  and   truth,  the  world's   fupport. 
Through  all  the  land  decay. 

6  Well   then  might  God  in  anger  fay, 

"  I've  called  you  by  my  name  : 
"  I've  faid  ye're  Gods,  the  fons  and  heirs 
"  Of  my  immortal  fame  ; 

7  ((  But  ne'erthelefs  your  unjuft  deeds 

"  To  ftrift  account  I'll  call  : 
"  You  all  mail  die,  like  common  men* 
"  Like  other   tyrants  fall." 

Z  Arife,  and  thy  juft  judgments,  Lord, 
Throughout  the  earth  difplay  ; 
And  all  the  nations  of  the  world 
Shall  own  thy  righteous  fway. 

Psalm    LXXXIIL    Common  Metre. 

I   T  TOLD  not  thy  peace,  O  Lord  our  God? 
£l      No  longer  filent  be  ; 
Nor  with  contenting,  quiet  looks 

Our  ruin  calmly  fee  ! 
For  lo  !   the  tumults  of  thy  foes 
O'er  all  the  land  are  fpread  ; 
And  they  which  hate  thy  faints  and  thee 
Lift  up  their  threat'ning  head.      fl 
N  2 


i$o      PSALM    LXXXIIL 

3  Againfl  thy  zealous  people,  Lord, 

They  craftily  combine  : 
And  to  deftroy  thy  chofen  faints 
Have  laid  their  clofe  defign. 

4  "  Come,   let  us  cut  them  off,  fay  they, 

"  Tiieir  nation  quite  deface  ; 
M  That  no  remembrance  may  remain 
"  Of  Ifr'el's  hated  race." 

5  Thus  they  againfl  thy  people's  peace 

Confult  with  one  confent  : 
And  difPring  nations  jointly  leagu'd 
Their  common  malice  vent. 

6  The  Tfhm'elites,  that  dwell  in  tents, 

With  warlike  Edom  join'd  ; 
And  Moab's  fons  our  ruin   vow, 
With  Hagar's   race  eambin'd. 

7  Proud  Ammon's  offspring,  Gebal  too 

With   Amalek  confpire  : 
The  Lords  of  Paleftine,  and  all 
The  wealthy  fons  of  Tyre. 

8  All  thefe  the  ftrong  A%rian  king 

Their  firm  ally  have  got  ; 

Who  with  a  powerful  army  aids 

Th*  inceftuous  race  of  Lot. 

PART     II. 

9  But  let  fueh  vengeance  come  to  them, 

As  once  to  Midian  came  ; 
To  Jabin  and  proud  Sifera, 
At   Kiflion's  fatal  ftream. 
3  0  When  thy  right  hand  their  num'rous  hofts 
Near  Endor  did  confound, 
And  left  their  carcafes  for  dung 
To  feed  the  hungry  ground.    - 


PSALM    LXXXIV.      151 

1 1  Let  all  their  mighty  men  the  fate 

Of  Zeb  and  Oreb  fhare  ; 
As  Zeba  and  Zalmunna,  fo 
Let  all  their  princes  fare. 

12  Who,  with  the  fame  defign  infpir'd. 

Thus  vainly  boafting  fpake, 
"  In  firm  pofTeflion  for  ourfelves 
"  Let  us  God's  houfes  take.'* 

13  To  ruin  let  them  hafte,  like  wheels 

Which  downwards  fwiftly  move  : 
Like  chaff  before  the  wind,  let  all 

Their  fcatter'd  forces  prove. 
14,  15   As  flames  confume  dry  wood  or  heath 

That  on  parch'd  mountains  grows, 
So  let  thy  fierce  purfuing  wrath 

With  terror  ftrike  thy  foes. 

16,  17  Lord,  fhroud  their  faces  with  difgrace3 
That  they  may  own   thy  name  : 
Or  them  confound,  whofe  harden'd  hearts 
Thy  gentler  means  difclaim. 
18  So  fhall  the  wond'ring  world  confefs 
That  thou,  who  claim'ft  alone 
Jehovah's  name,  o'er  all  the  earth 
Haft  rais'd  thy  lofty  throne. 

Psalm   LXXXIV.     Common  Metre. 

1  4~\  GOD  of  hofts,  the  mighty  Lord, 
\J      How  lovely  is  th%  place, 
Where  thou,  enthron'd  in  glory,  fhew'il 

The  brightnefs  of  thy  face  : 

2  My  longing  foul  faints  with  defire, 

To  view  thy  bleft  abode  : 
My  panting  heart  and  flefh  cry  out 
For  thee,  the  living  God, 


152      PSALM    LXXXIV, 

3  The  birds,  more  happy  far  than  I,. 

Around  thy  temple  throng  ; 
Securely  there  they  build,  and  there 
Securely  hatch  their  young. 

4  O  Lord  of  Hods,  my  King  and  God, 

How  highly  blell  are  they, 
Who  in  thy  temple  always  dwell, 
And  there  thy  praife  difplay  ! 

5  Thrice  happy  they  whofe  choice  has  thee 

Their  fure.  protection  made, 
Who  long  to  tread   the  facred  ways 
That  to  thy  dwelling  lead  ! 

6  Who  pafs  through  Baca's  thirfty  vale, 

Yet  no  refrefhment  want  : 
Their  pools  are  fill'd  with  rain,  which  thou 
At  their  requeft  doft  grant. 

7  Thus  they  proceed  from  ftrength  to  ftrength, 

And   (till  approach  more  near  ; 
'Till  all  on  Sion's  holy  mount 

Before  their  God  appear. 
$  O  Lord,  the  mighty  God  of  hofts, 

My  juft   requefts  regard  ; 
Thou  God  of  Jacob,  let  my  pray'r 

Be  ftill  with  favour  heard. 

9  Behold,  O  God,  for  thou  alone 

Canft:  timely  aid  difpenfe  : 
On   thy  anointed  fervant  look  ; 
Be  thou  his  itrong  defence. 

10  For  in   thy  courts  one  flngle  day 

'Tis  better  to  attend, 
Than,   Lord,  in  any  place  befides 
A  thoufand  days  to  fpend. 


PSALM    LXXXV.      ,1-53 

Much  rather  in  God's  houfe  will  I 

The  meaneil  office  take, 
Than  in  the  wealthy  tents  of  fin 

My  pompous  dwelling  make. 
1 1    For  God,  who  is  our  fun  and  fhield, 

Will  grace  and  glory  give  ; 
And  no  good  thing  will  he  withhold 

From  them    that  juftly  live. 

3  2  Thou  God,  whom  heav'nly  hofts  obey,     : 

How  highly  bleu*;  is  he, 
Whofe  hope  and  truft,  fecurely  plac'd, 
Is  ftill  repos*d  on  thee  I 

Psalm   LXXXV.    Common  Metre, 

l    "       ORD,  thou  haft  granted  to  thy  land 
JL  J     The  favours  we  implor'd, 
And  faithful  Jacob's  captive  race 
Mod  gracioufly  reftor'd. 
3,  3  Thy  people's  fins  thou  haft  abfolv'd3 
And  all  their  guilt  defac'd  : 
Thou  haft  not  let  thy  wrath  flame  ons 
Nor  thy  fierce  anger  laft. 

4  0  God  our  Saviour,  all  our  hearts 

To  thy  obedience  turn  : 
That,  kindled  hy  our  former  fins, 

Thy  wrath  no  more  may  burn  : 
j,  6  For  why  ihonld'ft  thou  be  angry  Rill, 

And  wrath  fo  long  retain  ? 
Revive  us,  Lord,  and  let  thy  faints 

Thy  wonted  comfort  gain. 

7  Thy  gracious  favour,  Lord,  difplay, 
Which  we  have  long  implor'd  ; 
And  for  thy  wond'rous  mercy's  fake* 
Thy  wonted  aid  affords 


154      ?SALM    LXXXVI. 

$   God's  anfwcr  patiently  I'll  wait  ; 
For  he  with  glad  fuccefs, 
(If  they  no  more  to  folly  turn) 
His  mourning  faints  will  blefs. 

9  To  all  that  fear  his  holy  name, 

His  fure    falvation's  near  ; 
And  in  its  former  happy  ftate 
Our  nation    fliall  appear. 

10  For  mercy  now  with  truth  is  joined, 

And   righteoufnefs  with  peace  .; 
Like  kind  companions  abfent  long, 
Wuh  friendly  arms  embrace. 

II,  12  Truth  from  the  earth  mall  fpring,  while 
Shall  ftreams  of  juftice  pour,  (Heav'n 

And  God,  from  whom  all  goodnefs  flows, 
Shall  endlefs  plenty  fliow'r. 
13   Before  him  righteoufnefs  fhall  march, 
And  his  juft  paths  prepare  ; 
While  we  his  holy  fteps  purfue 
With  conftant  zeal  and  care. 

Psalm   LXXXYI-     Common  Metre. 

1  T  ■  10  my  complaint,  O  Lord  my  God, 

JL        Thy  gracious  ear  incline  : 
Hear  me,  diftrefs'd  and  deftitute 
Of  all   relief  but  thine  ; 

2  Do  thou,  O  God,  preferve  my  foul, 

That  docs  thy  name  adore  : 
Thy  fervant  keep,  and  him,    whofe  trufl: 
Relies  on   thee,   redore. 

3  To  me,  who  daily  thee  invoke, 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,    extend  : 

4  Rcfreih  thy  fervant's  fouK  whofe  hopes 

On   thee  alone  depend. 


PSALM   LXXXVI.        155 

c  Thou,  Lord,  art  good,  not  only  good, 
But  prompt  to  pardon  too   : 
Of  plenteous  mercy  to   all  thofe, 
Who  for  thy  mercy  fue. 

6  To  my  repeated,  humbleJpray'r, 
O  Lord,   attentive  be  : 

7  When  troubled,   I  on  thee  will  call, 

For  thou  wilt  anfwer  me. 
g  Among  the  gods  there's  none  like  thee, 
O  Lord,  alone  divine  ! 
To  thee  as  much  inferior  they, 
As  are  their  works  to  thine. 

9  Therefore  their  great  Creator,  thee, 

The  nations  mall  adore  ; 
Their  long  mifguided  pray'rs  and  praife 
To  thy  bled  name  redore. 

10  All  mail  confefs  thee  great,   and  great 

The  wonders  thou  haft  done  ! 
,  Confefs  thee  God,  thee  God  fupreme, 
Confefs  thee  God  alone. 

PART     II. 

11  Teach  me  thy  way,  O  Lord,  and  I 

From  truth  (hall  ne'er  depart  ; 
In  rev'rence  to   thy   facred    name 
Devoutly   fix  my  heart. 

12  Thee  will  I  praife,  O  Lord  my  God, 

Praife  thee  with  heart  fmcere  : 
And   to  thy  everlafting  name 
Eternal  trophies  rear. 

13  Thy  boundlefs  mercy  mewn  to  me, 

Tranfcends  my  pow'r  to  tell, 
For  thou  haft  oft  redeem'd  my  foul 
From  lowed  depths  of  hell. 


iS6        PSALM     LXXXVIL 

14.  O  God,  the  fons  of  pride  and  flrife 
Have  my  deftruclion   fought, 
Regardlefs  of  thy  pow'r  that  oft 
Has  my  deliv'rance  wrought. 

15  But   thou  thy  .eonftant  goodnefs  didft 

To  my  afliftance  bring  ; 
Of  patience,  mercy,  and  of  truth, 
Thou  everlafling  fpring  ! 

16  O  bounteous  Lord,  thy  grace  and  ftrength 

To  me  th\  fervant  fhow  ; 
Thy  kind  protection,  Lord,  on  me, 
Thine  handmaid's  fon,  beftow. 

17  Some  fignal  give,  which  my  proud  foes 

May  fee  with  (name  and  rage, 
When  thou,  O  Lord,  for  my  relief 
And  comfort  doft  engage. 

Psalm  LXXXVIL   Particular  Metre. 

1  /"""^  OD's  temple  crowns  the  holy  mount  ; 
VJT  The  Lord  there  condefeends  to  dwell  ; 

2  His  Sion's  gates  in  his  account 

Our  Ifr'el's  faireft  tents  excel. 

3  Fame  glorious  things  of  thee  fhall  Ting, 
O  city  of  th'almighty  King  ! 

4  I'll  mention  Rahab  with  due  praife, 

In  Babylon's  applaufes  join, 
The  fame  of  Ethiopia  raife, 

With  that  of  Tyre  and  Paleftine  ; 
And  grant  that  fome,amongft  them  born, 
Their  age  and  country  did  adorn  : 

5  But  ftill  of  Sion  I'll  aver, 

That  many  fnch  from  her  proceed  : 
Th'Almighty  mail  eftablifh  her. 

6  His  gen'ral  lift  fhall  {hew,  when  read. 


■PSALM    LXXXVIII.      157 

That  fuch  a  perfon  there  was  born, 
And  fuch  did  fuch  an  age  adorn. 

•3  He'll  Slon  find  with  numbers  fill'd 
Of  fuch  as  merit  high  renown  ; 
For  hand  and  voice  rnuficians  fkill'd, 
And,  her  tranfeending  fame  to  crown, 
Of  fuch  me  (hall  fucceffions  bring 
Like  waters  from  a  living  fpring. 

Psalm    LXXXVIII.     Long  Metre-. 

1  r  §  ^0  thee,  my  God  and  Saviour,  I 

Jl      By  day  and  night  addrefs  my  cry  ; 

2  Vouchfafe  my  mournful  voice  to  hear, 
To  my  diftrefs  incline  thine  ear  : 

g   For  feas  of  trouble  me  invade, 

My  foul  draws  nigh  to  death's  cold  made. 

4  Like  one  whofe  ftrength  and  hopes  are  fled,  jjj 
They  number  me  among  the  dead. 

5  Like  thofe,  who,  fhroudecVin  the  grave, 
From  thee  no  more  remembrance  have  ; 

6  Caft  off  from  thy  fuftaining  care, 
Down  to  the  confines  of  defpair. 

7  Thy  wrath  has  hard  upon  me  lain, 
AiHiding  me  with  reftlefs  pain  : 

Me  all  thy  mountain  waves  have  prcft* 
Too  weak,  alas  i   to  bear  the  leaft. 

8  Remov'd  from  friends,  I  figh.  alone, 
In  a  loath'd  dungeon   laid,   where  none 
A  vifit  will  vouchfafe  to  me, 
Confin'd,  paft  hopes  of  liberty. 

9  My  eyes  from  weeping  never  ceafe, 
They  wafte,  but  ftill  my  griefs  incrcafe  ; 
Yet  daily,  Lord,  to  thee  Fve  pray'd, 
With  outftretch'd  hands  invok'd  thine  aid. 

O 


158      PSALM    LXXXIX, 

10  Wilt  thou  by  miracle   revive 

The  dead,  whom  thou  forfook'tl  alive  ? 
From  death  reftore  thy  praife  to  fing, 
Wfeom  thou  from  prifon  vvould'ft  not  brincr  J 

1 1  Shall  the  mute  grave  thy  love  confcfs  .? 
A  mould'iing  tomb  thy  faithfulnefs  ? 

12  Thy  truth  and  povv'r   renown  obtain, 
Where  darknefs  and  oblivion  reign  ? 

I  3   To  thee,  O  Lord,  I  cry,  forlorn  ; 

My    pray'r  prevents  the  early  morn. 
14  Why  haft  thou,  Lord,  my  foul  forfook, 

■Nor  once  vouchfaf'd  a  gracious  look  ? 
ic,    Prevailing  forrows  bear  me  down, 

Which  from  my  youth  with  me  have  grown  ; 

Thy  terrors   paft  diftract  my  mind, 

J  And  fears  of  blacker  days  behind. 
6  Thy  wrath  hath  burn:  upon  my  head, 
Thy  terrors  fill  my  foul  with  dread  ; 

17  Environ'd  as  tfrith  waves  combin'd, 
And  for  a  gen'ral  deluge  join'd. 

18  My  lovers,  friends,  familiars,  all 
Remov'd  from  fight,  and  out  of  call  ; 
To  dark  oblivion   all   retir'd, 

Dead,  or  at  leaft.  to  me  expir'd. 

Psalm    LXXXIX.     Long  Metre. 

1  r~fH  HY  mercies,   Lord,  (hall  be  my  fong, 

JL      My  fong  on  them  fiiall  ever  dwell  : 
To  ages  yet  unborn,  my  tongue 
Thy  never-failing  truth  (hall  tell. 

2  I  hive  affirm'd,  and  (till  maintain, 

Thy   mercy  (hall  forever  lad  ; 
Thy  truth  that  docs  the  Heav'ns  fuftain, 
Like  them  fhall  (land  forever  faft. 


PSALM    LXXXIX.      i% 

3  Thus  fpak'ft  thou  by  the  prophet's  voice, 

'*  With  David  I  a  league  have  made  ; 
"  To  him,  my  fervant,  and  my  choice, 
"  By  folemn  oath  this  grant  convey'd  | 

4  "  While  earth,  aad  feas,   and  ikies  endure,- 

"  Thy  feed  mall  fn  my  fight  remain  j 
"  To  them  thy  throne  I  will  enfure, 
*'  They  fhall  to  endlefs  ages  reign/' 

5  For  fuch  ftupendous  truth  and  love, 

Both  Heaven  and  earth  juft  praifes  owe3 
By  choirs  of  angels  fung  above, 
And  by  affembled    faints  below. 

6  What  feraph  of  celeftial  birth 

To  vie  with  Ifr'el's  God  mall  dare  .? 
Or  who  among  the  gods  of  earth, 
With  our  almighty  Lord  compare  ? 

7  With  rev'rence  and  religious  dread, 

His  faints  fhould  to  his  temple  prefs  ; 
His  fear  through  all  their  hearts  fhould  fpreads 
Who  his  almighty  name  confefs. 

8  Lord  God    of  armies,  who  can  boaft 

Of  ftrength  or  pow'r,  like  thine  renown'd -l 
Of  fuch  a  num'rous  faithful  hoil, 

As  that  which  does  thy  throne  furround* 

9,  Thou  doft  the  lawlefs  fea  control, 

And   change  the  profpeft  of  the  deep  ; 
Thou  mak'ft  the  fleeping  billows  roll, 
Thou  mak'ft  the  rolling  billows  fleep. 
lo  Thou  break'ft  in  pieces  Rahab's  pride, 
And  didft  oppreffing  pow'r  difarm  v. 
Thy  fcatter'd  foes  have  dearly  try'd 
The  force  of  thy  refiftlefs  aria. 


*6o      PSALM    LXXXIX. 

u    In  thee  the  fov'reign  right  remains 

Of  earth  and  Heav'n  ;  thee,   Lord  alone, 
The  world  and  all  that  it  contains, 
Their  Maker  and  Preferver  own. 
72  The  poles  on  which  the  globe  does  reft, 
Were  form'd  by  thy  creating  voice  ; 
Tabor  and  Hermon,  eaft  and  weft, 
In  thy  fuftaining  pow'r  rejoice. 

13  Thy  arm  is  mighty,  ftrong  thy  hand, 

Yet,  Lord,  thou  doft  with  juftice  reign  ; 

14  Poffefs'd  of  abfolute  command, 

Thou  truth  and  mercy  doft  maintain. 

15  Happy,  thrice  happy  they,  who  hear 

Thy  facred  trumpet's  joyful  found  ; 
Who  may  at  feftivals  appear, 

With  thy  moft  glorious  prefence  crown'cL 

26  Thy  faints  mall  always  be  o'erjoy'd, 
Who  on  thy  facred  name  rely  ; 
And  in  thy  righteoufnefs  employ'd, 
Above  their  foes  be  raiVd  on  high  : 

17  For  in  thy  ftrength  they  fhall  advance, 

Whole  conqueft  from  thy  favour  fpring. 

18  The  Lord  of  hofts  is  our  defence, 

And  Ifr'el's  God  our  Ifr'el's  King. 

39  Thus  fpak'ft  thou  by  thy  prophet's  voice* 
"  A  mighty  champion  I  will  fend  ; 
"  From  Judah's  tribe  have  I  made  choice 
41  Of  one  who  fhall  the  reft  defend. 

20  "  My  fervant  David  I  have  found, 

"  With  holy  oil  anointed  him  ; 

21  "  Him  fhall  the  hand  fupport  that  crown'd, 

"  And  guard  thai  gave  the  diadem.. 


PSALM    LXXXIX.       i6i 


No  prince  from  him  (hall  tribute  force, 
'  No  fons  of  ftrife  fnall  him  annoy  ; 
His  fpiteful  foes  I  will  difperfe, 
'  And  them  before  his  face  deftroy. 
My  truth  and  grace  (hall  him  fuftain  ; 
1  His  armies  in  well-order'd  ranks, 
Shall  conquer  from  the  Tynan  main. 
«  To  Tygris  and  Euphrates'  banks. 

Me  for  his  father  he  (hall  take, 

'  His  God  and  rock  of  fafety  call  ; 

Him  I  my  firft-born  fon  will  make, 

f  And  earthly  kings  his  fubje&s  all. 

To  him  my  mercy  I'll  fecure, 

'  My  cov'nant  make  forever  faft. 

His  feed  forever  fnall  endure, 

1  His  throne  'till  Heav'n  diffolve,  (hall  laft» 

PA  R  T     II.. 

i  But  if  his  heirs  my  law  forfake, 
"  And  from  my  facred  precepts  ftray  5 
'  If  they  my  righteous  ftatutes  break, 
"  Nor   ftri&ly  my  commands  obey  ; 
■  Their  fins  I'll  vifit  with  a  rod, 
"And  for  their  folly  make  them  fraart  £ 

*  Yet  will  not  ceafe  to  be  their  God, 

"  Nor  from  my  truth,  like  them,  depart. 

*  My  cov'nant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 

"  But   iu  remembrance  faft  retain  y, 
The  thingthat  once  my  lips  have  fpoks 
"  Shall  in  eternal  force  remain. 
{  Once  have  I.fwom,  .but  once  for  ail 3 
'*  And  made  my  holinefs  the  tie, 
"  That  I  my  grant  will  ne'er  recall,, 
"  N^r  to  my  fervant  David  lie. 
O  % 


162     PSALM   LXXXrX. 

36  "  Whofe  throne  and  race  the  conftant  fun* 

"  Shall,  like  his  courfe,  eftabliftVd  fee  : 

37  "  Of  this  my  oath,  thou  confcious  moon, 

"In  Heav'n  my  faithful  witnefs  be.'' 

38  Such  was  thy  gracious  promife,  Lord, 

But  thou  haft  now  our  tribes  forfook, 
Thy  own  anointed  haft  abhorr'd, 

And  turn'd  on  him  thy  wrathful  look. 

39  Thou  feemeft  to  have  rendered  void 

The  cov'nant  with  thy  fervant  made, 
Thou  haft  his  dignity  deftroy'd, 
And  in  the  duft  his  honour  laid. 

40  Of  ftrong  holds  thou  haft  him  bereft, 

x^nd  brought  his  bulwarks  to  decay  5 

41  His  frontier  coafts  defencelefs  left, 

A  publick  fcorn  and  common  prey. 

42  His  ruin  does  glad  triumphs  yield 

To  foes  advanc'd  by  thee  to  might  ; 

43  Thou  haft  his  ccnqu'ring  fword  unfteel'd, 

His  valour  turn'd  to  fhameful  flight. 
4.4  His  glory  is  to  darknefs  fled, 

His  throne  is  levell'd  with  the  ground  : 

45  His  youth  to  wretched  bondage  led, 
With  fnameo'erwhelm'd  and  forrowdrown'do 

46  How  long  ftiall  we  thy  abfence  mourn  ? 

Wilt  thou  forever,  Lord,  retire  ? 
Shall  thy  confuming  anger  burn 
'Till  that  and  we  at  once  expire  ? 

47  Confider,  Lord,  how  fhort  a  fpace 

Tnou  doft  for  mortal  life  ordain  ,• 
No  method  to  prolong  the  race, 
But  loading  it  with  grief  and  pain, 


PSALM.  XC.  163 

48  What  man  is  he  that  can  control 

Death's  ftricl:  unalterable  doom  .? 
Or  refcue  from  the  grave  his  foul, 

The  grave  that  mud  mankind  entomb  ? 

49  Lord,  where's  thy  love,  thy  boundlefs  grace. 

The  oath  to  which  thy  truth  did  feal, 
Confign'd  to  David  and  his  race, 

The  grant  which  time  mould  ne'er  repeal  ? 

50  See  how  thy  fervants  treated  are 

With  infamy,  reproach  and  fpite  ; 
Which  in  my  filent  bread  I  bear  ; 
From  nations  of  licentious  might. 

51  How  they,  reproaching  thy  great  name,. 

Have  made  thy  fervant's  hope  their  jeft  r 

52  Yet  thy  juft  praifes  we'll  proclaim, 

And  ever  fmg,  the  Lord  be  bled. 

Amen,  Amen. 

Psalm    XC.     Common  Metre. 

1  (~\  LORD,  the  Saviour  and  defence 
\J      Of  us  thy  chofen  race, 

From  age  to  age  thou  dill  haft  been 
Our  fure  abiding  place. 

2  Before  thou  brought'ft  the  mountains  forth, 

Or  th'  earth  or  world  didft  frame, 
Thou  always  wert  the  mighty  God, 
And  ever  art  the  fame, 

3  Thou  turned  man,  O  Lord,  to  dud, 

Of  which  he  drd  was  made  ; 
And  when  thou  fpeak'lt  the  word,  return, 
'Tis  indantly  obey'd. 

4  For  in  thy  fight  a  thoufand  years 

Are  like  a  day  that's  pzft, 
Or  like  a  watch  in  dead  of  night, 
Wbofe  hours  unminded  wajle. 


i64  PSALM    XC, 

5  Thou  fwcep'fl  us  off  as  with  a  flood,. 

We  vanifii  hence  like  dreams  : 
At  firft  we  grow  like  grafs  that  feels 
The  fun's  reviving  beams. 

6  But  howfoever  frefh  and  fair, 

Its  morning  beauty  mows  ; 
'Tis  all  cut  down,  and  wither'd  quite,. 
Before  the  evening  clofe. 

7,  8  We  by  thine  anger  are  confum'd, 
And  by  thy  wrath  difmay'd  $ 
Our  publick  crimes  and  fecret  fins 
Before  thy  fight  are  laid. 

9  Beneaih    thy  anger's  fad  effe&s 

Qur  drooping  days  we  fpend  ;: 
Our  unregarded  years  break  off, 
Like  tales  that  quickly  end. 

<V 

10  Our  term  of  time  is  feventy  years, 

An  age  that  few  furvive  : 
•  But  if,  with  more  than  comaion  ftrength9 

To  eighty  we  arrive  ; 
Yet  then.ovir  boafted  ftrength  decays, 

To  forrow  turn'd  and  pain  : 
So  foon  the  flender  thread  is  cut, 

And  we  no  more  remain. 

PART     II. 

1 1  But  who  thy  anger's  dread  effects 

Does,  as  he  ought,  revere  ? 
And  yet  thy  wrath  does  fall  or  rife, 
As  more  or  lefs  we  fear. 

12  So  teach  us,  Lord,  tlv  uncertain  fur*. 

Of  our  fhort  days  to  mind, 
That  to  true  wifdom  all  our  hearts 
May  ever  be  inclin'd, 


PSALM    XC1.  165 

13  O  to  thy  fcrvants,   Lord,  return^ 

And   fpeedily    rcknt  ! 
As  we  of  our  mifdeeds,  do  thou 
Of  our  juft   doom  repent. 

14  To  fatisfy  and  cheer  our  fouls, 

Thy  early  mercy  fend  ; 
That  we  may  all  our  days  to  come, 
In  joy  and  comfort  fpend. 

15  Let  happy  times  with  large  amends 

Dry  up  our  former   tears, 
Or  equal  at  the  leaft  the  terra 

Of  our  afflicted  years. 
i6  To  all  thy  fervants,  Lord,  let  this 

Thy  wond'rous  work  be  known, 
Aad  to  our  offspring,  yet  unborn, 

Thy  glorious  pow'r  be  fhown. 

17  Let  thy  bright  rays  upon^s  fnine* 
Give  thou  our  work  fuccefs  ; 
The  glorious  work  we  have  in  hand 
Do  thou  vouchfafe  to  blefs. 

Psalm    XCL     Particular  Metre, 

1  ]     TE  that  has  God  his  guardian  made, 
Xl      Shall,  under  the  Almighty's  fnade3 

Secure  and  undifturb'd  abide. 

2  Thus  to  my  foul,  of  him  I'll  fay, 
He  is  my  fortrefs  and  my  flay, 

My  God  in  whom  I  will  confide. 

3  His  tender  love  and  watchful  care 
Shall  free  thee  from  the  fowler's  fnare, 

And  from  the  noifome  peftilence  : 
4.  He  over  thee  his  wings  fhall  fpread, 
And  cover  thy  unguarded  head  ; 

His  truth  /hall  be  thy  ftrong  defence. 


i66     •    PSALM    XCI, 

5  No  terrors  that  furprife  by  night, 
Shall  thy  undaunted  courage  fright, 

Nor  deadly  fliafts   that  fly  by  day  ; 

6  Nor  plague,  of  unknown   tife,   that  kills 
In  darkntfs,   nor  infectious  ills 

That  in  the  hottefl  feafon  flay. 

7  A  thoufand  at  thy  fide  fnall  die, 
At  thy  right  hand  ten  thoufand  lie, 

While  thy  firm  health  untouched  remains. 
$  Thou  only  malt  look  on  and  fee 
The  wicked's  fad  cataftrophe, 

And  count  the  fmner's  mournful  gains. 

9     Becaufe  with  well-plac'd  confidence, 
Thou  mak'it  the  Lord  thy  fure  defence, 
And  on  the'Higheti  doft  rely  ; 
ip  Therefore  M|.  ill   fliall  thee  befall, 
Nor  to  thy  nealthful  dwelling  mail 
Any  infectious  plague  draw  nigh. 

11  For  he  throughout  thy  happy  days 
To  keep  thee  fafe  in   all  thy   ways, 

Shall  give  his  angels  {trict  commands  ; 

12  And  they,  left  thou  fnouldft  chance  to  meet 
With  fome  rough  ftone  to  wound  thy  feet, 

Shall  bear  thee  fafely  in  their  hands. 

13  Dragons  and  afps  that  third  for  blood, 
And  lions  roaring  for  their  food, 

Beneath  his  conquering  feet  fliall  lie. 
14.  Becaufe  he  lov'd  and  honour'd  me, 
Therefore,  fays  God,   I'll  fet  him  free, 
And  fix  his  glorious  throne  on  high. 

15   He'll  call  ;    I'll  anfwer  when  he  calls, 
And  refcue  him  when  ill  befalls  j 


PSALM    XCH.  167 

Increafe  his  honour  and  his  wealth  % 
16   And  when,  with  undifturb'd  content, 
His  long  and  happy  life  is  fpent, 

His  end  I'll  crown  with  faving  health. 

Psalm    XC1I.     Common  Metre. 

1  T  TOW  good  and  pleafant  rmift  it  be 
XjL  To  thank  the  Lord  moil  high  ; 
And  with  repeated  hymns  of  praife, 

His  name  to   magnify. 

2  With   ev'ry  morning's  early  dawn, 

His  goodnefs  to  relate  ; 
And  of  his  conftant  truth  each  night 
The  glad  effe&s  repeat. 

3  To  ten-ftring'd  inflruments  we'll  fing, 

With  tuneful  pfalteries  join'd, 
And  to  the  harp,   with  folemn  founds, 
For   facred   ufe  defign'd. 

4  For  throtigli  thy  wond'rous  works,  O  Lord, 

Thou   mak'ft  my  heart  rejoice  ; 
The   thoughts  of  them  (hall  make  me  glad, 
And  fhout  with  cheerful  voice. 

5,  6  How  wond'rous  are  thy  works,  O  Lord  ! 
How  deep  are  thy   decrees  ! 
Whofe  winding  tracks  in  fecret  laid, 
1    No  ftupid  finner  fees. 
7  He  little  thinks,  when  wicked  men, 
Like  grafs  look  frefh  and  gay  ; 
How  foon  their  fnort-liv'd  fplendour  mud 
Forever  pafs   away. 

8,  9  But  thou,  my  God,  art  (till  mod  high  ; 
And  all  thy  lofty   foes, 
Who  thought  they  might  fecurely  fin, 
Shall  be  o'erwhelm'd  with  woes. 


i63         PSALM    XCIII. 

jo   While  thou  exalt'ft  my  fov'reign  pow'r, 
And  mak'fl  it  largely  fprcad  ; 
And  with  refreihing  oil  anoint'tt 
My  confecrated  head. 

1 1  I  foon  (hall  fee  my  ftubborn  foes 

To  utter   ruin   brought  ; 
And  hear  the  difmal  end  of  thofe, 
Who  have  againft  me  fought. 

12  But  righteous  men,   like  fruitful  palms, 

Shall  make  a  glorious  (how  ; 
As  cedars  that  on  Lebanon 
In   (lately  order  grow. 

13,  14  Thefe,  planned  in  the  houfe  of  God, 
Within  his  courts  (hall  thrive  ; 
Their  vigour  and  their  luftre  both 
Shall  in  old  age  revive  : 
15   Thus  will  the  Lord  his  juftice  (hew  ; 
And   God,  my  ftrong  defence, 
Shall  due  rewards  Xo  all  the  world 
Impartially  difpenfe. 

Psalm   XCIII.     Long  Metre. 

1  \7LT  ITH  glory  clad, with  ftrengtharray'd, 

V  V     The  Lord, that  o'er  all  nature  reigns, 
The  world's  foundations  ftrongly  laid, 
And  the  vail  fabrick  dill  fu  (tains. 

2  How  furely  ftablifh'd  is  thy  throne  ! 

Which  (hall  no  change  or  period  fee  ; 
For  thou,  O   Lord,  and   thou  alone, 
Art   God  from   all  eternity. 

3,  4  The  floods,  O  Lord,  lift  up  their  voice 
And  tofs  the  troubled  waves  on  high  ; 
But  God  above  can  (till  their  noife, 
And  make  the  angry  fea  comply. 


PSALM    XCIV.         169 

5  Thy  promife,  Lord,  is  ever  fure, 

And  they  that  in  thy  houfe  would  dwell, 
That  happy  ftation  to  fecure, 
Mull  ftill  in  holinefs  excel. 

Psalm   XCIV.     Common  Metre. 

1>  2    /"~\    GOD,  to  whom  revenge  belongs, 
V^      Thy  vengeance  now  difclofe  ; 
Arife,  thou  Judge  of  all  the  earth, 
And  crufh  thy  haughty  foes. 
3,  4  How  long,  O  Lord,  fhall  finful  men 
Their  folemn  triumphs  make  ; 
How  long  their  wicked  aftions  boaft, 
And  itifolently  fpeak  ? 

5,  6  Not  only  they  thy  faints  opprefs, 
But,  unprovok'd,  they  fpili 
The  widow's  and  the  ftranger's  blood, 
And  helplefs  orphans  kill. 
7  "And  yet  the  Lord  mall  ne'er  perceive, 
(Profanely  thus  they  fpeak) 
"  Nor  any  notice  of  our  deeds 
"  The  God  of  Jacob  take." 

S  At  length,  ye  ftupid  fools,  your  wants 
Endeavour  to  difcern  : 
In  folly  will  you  ftill  proceed, 
And  wifdom  never  learn  ? 
9,  10  Can  he  be  deaf  who  form'd  the  ear, 
Or  blind  who  fram'd  the  eye  ? 
Shall  earth's  great  Judge  not  punifli  thofe. 
Who  his  known  will  defy  ? 

1 1   He  fathoms  all  the  thoughts  of  men. 
To  hira  their  hearts  lie  bare  ; 

kHis  eye  furveys  them  all,  and  fees 
How  vain  their  counfels  are. 
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iyo        PSALM    XCIV. 
PART      II. 

12  Bleft  is  the  man  whom  thou,  O  Lord, 

In  kindnefs  doft  chaftife, 
And  by  thy  facred  rules  to   walk 
Doft  lovingly  advife. 

13  This  man  fhall  reft  and  fafety  find 

In  feafons    of  diftrefs, 
While  God  prepares  a  pit  for  thofe, 
That  ftubbornly  tranfgrefs. 

14  For  God  will  never  from  his  faints 

His  favour  wholly  take  : 
His  own  poffeflion  and  his  lot, 
He  will  not   quite  forfake. 

15  The  world  fhall  then  confefs  thee  juft, 

In  all  that  thou  haft  done  : 
And  thofe  that  choofe  thy  upright  ways, 
Shall  in  thofe  paths  go  on. 

16  Who  will  appear  in   my  behalf, 

When  wicked  men  invade, 
Or  who,  when  finners  would  opprefs, 

My  righteous  caufe  (hall  plead  ? 
17,  18,  19  Long  fince  had   I  in  filence  flept, 

But  that  the  Lord  was  near, 
To  ftay  me  when  I  fiipt  ;  when  fad, 

My  troubled  heart  to  cheer. 

20  Wilt  thou,  who  art  a  God  moft  juft, 
Their  finful  throne  fullain, 
Who  make  the  law  a  fair  pretence 
Their  wicked  ends  to  gain  ? 
?,  1    Againft  the  lives  of  righteous  men 
They  form   their  clofe  dtfign  ; 
And  blood  of  innocents  to  fp ill, 
In  folemn  league  combine. 

o 


PSALM    XCV.  171 

22  But  my  defence  is  firmly  plac'd 

In  God  the  Lord  moft  high  : 
He  is  my  Rock,  to  which  I  may 
For  refuge  always  fly. 

23  The  Lord  mall  caufe  their  ill  defigns 

On   their  own  heads  to  fall  : 

He  in  their  fins  mail  cut  them  off, 

Our  God  mail  flay  them  all. 

Psalm    XCV.     Long  Metre. 

1  /~\  COME,  loud  anthems  let   us  fing, 
\J      Loud  thanks  to  our  almighty  King  ; 
For  we  our  voices  high  mould  raife, 
When  our  Salvation's  Rock  we  praife. 

2  Into  his  prefence  let  us  hafte, 

To  thank  him  for  his  favours  paft  ; 
To  him  addrefs,  in  joyful   fongs, 
The  praife  that  to  his  name  belongs. 

3  For  God  the  Lord,  enthron'd  in  ftate, 
Is,  with  unrival'd  glory,  great  : 

A   King   fuperiour  far  to  all, 
Whom  by  his  title  God  we  call, 
4.  The  depths  of  earth  are  in  his  hand, 
Her  fecret  wealth  at  his  command  ; 
The  ftrength  of  hills,  that  threat  the  ikies,.' 
Subjected  to  his  empire  lies. 

5   The  rolling  ocean's  vail  abyfs 

By  the  fame  fov'reign  right  is  his  : 
'Tis  mov'd  by  his  almighty  hand, 
That  form'd  and  fix'd  the  folid  land. 
O  let  «s  to  his  courts  repair, 
And  bow    with   adoration  there  : 
Down  on  our  knees  devoutly  all 
Before  the  Lord  our  Maker  fall. 


172        PSALM    XCVI. 

7  For  he's  our  God,  our  Shepherd  he, 
His  flock  and  pafture  fheep  are  we. 
If  then  you'll,  like  his  flock,  draw  near, 
To-day  if  you  his  voice  will  hear, 

S  Let  not  your  harden'd  hearts  renew 
Your  fathers'  crimes  and  judgments  too  ; 
Nor  here  provoke  my  wrath,  as  they 
In  defart  plains  of  Meribah, 

f  When  through  the  wildernefs  they  mov'd, 
And   me  with  frefh  temptations  prov'd  : 
They  dill,  through  unbelief,  rebell'd, 
While  they  my  wond'rous  works  beheld. 

10,  II   They  forty  years  my  patience  griev'd, 
Though  daily  I  their  wants  reliev'd. 
Then — 'tis  a  faithlefs  race,  I  faid, 
Whofe  heart  from  me  has  always  ftray'd  ; 

They  ne'er  will  tread  my  righteous  path  : 
Therefore  to  them   in  fettled  wrath, 
Since  they  defpis'd  my  reft,  I  fware 
That  they  ihould  never  enter  there. 

Psalm    XCVL      Particular  Metre. 

1  Q  ING  to  the  Lord  a  new-made  fong  ; 
£3    Let  earth  in  one  afTembled  throng, 

Her  common  Patron's  praife  refound. 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  and  blefs  his  name, 
From  day  to  day  his  praife  proclaim, 

Who  us  has  with  falvation  crown'd. 

3  To  heathen  lands  his  fame  rehearfe, 
His  wonders  to  the  univcrfe. 

4  He's  great  and  greatly  to  be  prais'd  ; 
In  majefty  and  glory  rais'd 

Above  all  other  deities. 

5  For  pageantry  and  idols  all 


PSALM    XCV1I.         173 

Are  they  whom  gods  the  heathen  call  f 
He  only  rules  who  made  the  ildes. 

6  With  majefty  and  honour  crown'd, 
Beauty  and  flrength  his  throne  furround. 

7  Be  therefore  both  to  him  reftor'd 
By  you,  who  have  falfe  gods  ador'd. 

Afcribe  due  honours  to  his  name  ; 
3     Peaee-ofF'rings  on  his  altar  lay, 
Before  his  throne  your  homage  pay, 
Which  he,  and  he  alone  can  claim. 

9  To  worfhip  at  his  facred  court, 
Let  all  the  trembling  world  refort. 

10  Proclaim  aloud,  Jehovah  reigns, 
Whofe  power  the  univerfe  fuilains, 

And  banifh'd  juftice  will  reftore. 

11  Let  therefore  Heav'n  new  joys  confefs, 
And  heav'nly   mirth  let  earth  exprefs  j 

Its  loud  applaufe  the  ocean  roar, 
Its  mute  inhabitants  rejoice, 
And  for  this  triumph  find  a  voice, 

12  For  joy  let  fertile  vallies  fing, 

The  cheerful  groves  their  tribute  bring  5 
The  tuneful  choir  of  birds  awake, 

13  The  Lord's  approach  to  celebrate, 
Who  now  fets  out  with  awful  ftate, 

His  circuit  through  the  earth  to  take. 
From  Heav'n  to  judge  the  world  he's  come, 
With  juftice  to  reward  and  doom. 

Psalm   XCVII.     Long  Metre, 

I    JEHOVAH   reigns,  let  all  the  earth 
J      In  his  jud  government  rejoice; 
Let  all  the  ifles  with  facred  mirth, 
In  his  applaufe  unite  their  voice,. 
E  2 


174        PSALM    XCVII. 

2  Darknefs  and  clouds  of  awful  fhade 

His  dazzling  glory  fiiroud  in  ftate  ; 
Juflicc  and  truth  his  guards  are  made, 
And  fix'd  by  his  pavilion  wait. 

3  Devouring  fire  before  his  face 

His  foes  around  with  vengeance  ftruck  ; 

4  His  lightnings  fet  the  world  on    blaze  ; 

Earth  faw  it,  and  with  terror  fhook. 

5  The  proudefl.  hills  his  prefence  felt, 

Theirheight  nor  ftrength  could  help  afford; 
The  proudeit  hills  like  wax  did  melt 
In  prefence  of  th'  almighty  Lord. 

5  The  Heav'ns  his  righteoufnefs  to  mow, 
With  dorms  of  fire  bur  foes  purfuM  ; 
And  all  the  trembling  world  below 
Have  his  descending  glory  view'd. 
;  Confounded  be  their  impious  hoft, 

Who  make  the  gods,  to  whom  they  pray  : 
All  who  of  pageant  idols   boaft, 

To  him,  ye  gods,  your  worfhip  pay. 

3  Glad  Sion  of  thy  triumph  beard, 

And  Judah's  daughters  were  o'erjoy'd  ; 
Becaufc  thy  righteous  judgments,   Lord, 
Have  pagan  pride  and  pow'r  dtftroy'd. 
9  For  thou,  O  God,  art  feated  high, 

Above  earth's  potentates  enthron'd  : 
Thou,  Lord,  unrivard  m   the  fky, 
Supreme  by  all  the  gods  art  own'd. 

to  You  who  to  ferve  this  Lord  afpire, 
Abhor  what's  ill,  and  truth  eileem  : 
He'll  keep  his  fervants'  fouls   entire, 
And  them  from  wicked  hands  redeem. 


PSALM    XCVIII.        175 

1 1  For  feeds  are  fown  of  glorious  light* 

A  future  harveft  for  the  juft  ; 
And  gladnefs  for  the  heart  upright^ 
To  rccompenfe  its  pious  trulL 

12  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord  5 

Memorials  of  his  holinefs, 
Deep  in  your  faithful  breads  record, 

And  with  your  thankful  tongues  confsfs. 

Psalm    XCVIII.     Common  Metre. 

1  O  ING  to  the  Lord  a  new-made  fong, 
O      Who   wond'rous  things  has  done  : 
"With  his  right  hand  and  holy  arm, 

The  conqueft  he  has  won. 

2  The  Lord  has  through  thr  aftonifli'd  world 

Difplay'd  his  faving  might, 
And  made  his  righteous  acls  appear 
In  all  the  heathen's   fight. 

3  Of  Ifr'cl's  houfe  his  love  and  truth 

Have  ever  mindful  been  ; 
Wide  earth's  remoteft  parts  the  pow,r 
Of  Ifr'el's  God  have  fcen. 

4  Let  therefore  earth's  inhabitants 

Their  cheerful    voices  raife, 
And  all  with   univerfal  joy 
Refound  their  Maker's  praife. 

5  With  harps  and  hymns,  foft  melody 

Into  the  concert  bring, 

6  The  trumpet  and  fhrill  cornet's  founds 

Before  th'  almighty  King. 

7  Let  the  loud  ocean  roar  her  joy, 

With  all  that  feas  contain  ; 

The  earth  and  her  inhabitants 

Join  concert  with  the  maim 


176        PSALM    XCIX. 

8  With  joy  let  riv'lets  fwell  to  ftreams, 

To  fpreading  torrents  they  : 
And  echoing  vales,  from  hill  to  hill, 
Redoubled  fhouts  convey  ; 

9  To  welcome  down  the  world's  great  Judge^. 

Who  does  with  jnftice  come, 
And  with  impartial  equity, 
Both  to  reward  and  doom. 

Psalm    XCIX.     Common  Metre, 

1  JEHOVAH  reigns,  let  therefore  all 
^1       The  guilty  nations  quake  ; 

On  cherub's  wings  he  fits  enthron'd  ; 
Let  earth's  foundations  (hake. 

2  On  Sion's  hill  he  keeps  his  cou;  t, 

His  palace  makes  her  tow'rs  : 

Yet  thence  his  fov'reignty  extends 

Supreme  o'er  earthly  pow'rs. 

3  Let  therefore  all  with  praife  addrefs 

His  great  and  dreadful  name, 
And  with  his  unrefifted  might 
His  holinefs  proclaim. 

4  For  truth  and  juftice,  in  his  reign, 

Of  ftrength  and  pow'r  take  place  : 
His  judgments  are  with  righteoufnefs 
Difpens'd  to  Jacob's  race. 

5  Therefore  exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Before  his  fooiftool  fall  ; 
And  with  his  unrefifted  might 
His  holinefs  extol. 

6  Mofes  and  Aaron  thus  of  old, 

Among  his  priefts  ador'd  ; 

Among  his  prophets  Samuel  thus 

His  facred  name  implor'd  : 


PSALM    C.  177 

Dlftrefs'd,  upon  the  Lord  they  call, 

Who  ne'er  their  fuit  deny'd  ; 
But,  as  with  rev'rence  they  implor'd, 

He  gracioufly  reply'd. 
7  For  with  their  camp,  to  guide  their  marchj 

The  cloudy  pillar  mov'd  : 
They  kept  his  laws,  and   to  his  will 

Obedient  fervants  prov'd. 

§  He  anfwer'd  them,  forgiving  oft 
His  people  for  their  fake  ; 
And  thofe,  who  rafhly  them  oppos'd, 
Did  fad  examples  make, 
o.  With  worfhip  at  his  facred  courts 
Exalt  our  God  and  Lord  j 
For  he,  who  only   holy  is, 
Alone  mould  be  ador'd. 

Psalm    C.     Long  Metre. 

1  ^T7£7  ITH  one  confent  let  all  the  earth 

2  VV      To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raife  %, 
Glad  homage  pay  with  awful  mirth, 

And  fing  before  him  fongs  of  praife. 

3  Convinc'd   that  he  is  God  alone, 

From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed  °, 
We,  whom  he  choofes  for  his  own, 

The  flock  which  he  vouchfafes  to  feed. 

4  O  enter  then  his  temple  gate, 

Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  prefs, 
And  ftill  your  grateful  hymns  repeat, 
And  ftill  hi*  name  with  praifes  blefs. 

5  For  he's  the  Lord  fupremely  good, 

His  mercy  is  forever  fure  ; 
His  truth,  which  all  times  firmly  flood). 
To  endlefs  ages  &ajl  eadure. 


178        PSALM    CI,  CII. 
.    Psalm    CI.     Long  Metre. 

1  /^F  mercy's  never-failing  fpring, 
\J    And  ftedfaft  judgment  I  will  fing  ; 
And  fince  they  both  to  thee  belong, 

To  thee,   O  Lord,  addrefs  my  fong. 

2  When,  Lord,    thou  (halt  with  me  refide, 
Wife  difcipline  my  reign  mall  guide  ; 
With  blamelefs  life  myfelf  I'll  make 

A  pattern  for  my  court  to  take. 

3  No  ill  defign  will  I   purfue, 

Nor  thofe  my  fav'rites  make  that  do. 

4  Who  to  reproof  has  no  regard, 
Him  will  I  totally  difcard. 

5  The  private  flanderer  (hall  be 

In  publick  juftice  doom'd  by  me  : 
From  haughty  looks  I'll  turn  afide, 
And  mortify  the  heart  of  pride. 

6  But  honefty,  call'd  from  her  cell, 

In  fplendour  at  my  court  (hall  dwell  : 
Who  virtue's  practice  make  their  care, 
Shall  have  the  firft  preferments  there. 

7  No  politicks  fhall  recommend 

His  country's  foe  to  be  my  friend  : 
None  e'er  fhall  to  my  favour  rife 
By  flatt'ring  or  malicious  lies. 

S  All  thofe  who  wicked  courfes  take, 
An  early  facriftce  I'll  make  ; 
Cut  off,  deftroy,  'till  none  remain 
God's  holy  city  to  profane. 

Psalm    CII.     Common  Metre. 

i    IT 717*  HEN  I  Pour  out  my  f°ul  in  pray'r* 
VV        Do  thou,  O  Lord,  attend  j 
To  thy  eternal  throne  of  grace 
Let  my  fad  cry  afcend. 


PSALM    CII. 

2  O  hide  not  thou  thy  glorious  face 

In  times  of  deep  diftrefs  : 
Incline  thine  ear,  and  when   I  call, 
My  forrow  foon  redrefs. 

3  Each  cloudy  portion  of  my  life 

Like  fcatter'd  fmoke  expires  ; 
My  lhrivel'd  bones  are  like  a  hearth, 
That's  parch'd  with   conftant  fires. 

4  My  heart  like  grafs  that  feels  the  blaffc 

Of  fome  infectious  wind, 
Does  languifh  fo  with  grief,   that  fcarce 
My  needful  food  I  mind. 

5  By  reafon  of  my  fad  eftate 
I  fpend  my  breath  in  groans  ; 

My  flefli  is  worn  away,  my  fkin 
Scarce  hides  my   flarting  bones. 

6  I'm  like  a  pelican  become, 
That   does  in  deferts  mourn  : 

Or  like  an  owl  that  fits  all  day 
On  barren  trees  forlorn. 

In  watchings  or  in  reftlefs  dreams 

The  night  by  me  is  fpent, 
As  by  thofe  folitary  birds, 

That  lonefome  roofs  frequent. 
All  day  by  railing  foes  I'm  made 

The  fubjedt  of  their  fcorn  ; 
Who  all,  poffefs'd  with  furious  rage, 

Have  my  deiiru&ion  fworn. 

9  When  grov'ling  on  the  ground  I  lie, 

Opprefs'd  with  grief  and   fears, 

My  bread  is  ftrew'd  with  afhes  o'er, 

My  drink  is  mix'd  with  tears. 


17* 


i8o  PSALM    CII. 

io  Becaufe  on  me  with  double  weight 
Thy  heavy  wrath  doth  lie  : 
For  thou,  to  make  my  fall  more  great, 
Didft  lift  me  up  on  high. 

1 1  My  days,  juft  hafl'ning  to  their  end, 

Are  like  an  ev'ning  (hade  : 
My  beauty  does,  like  wither'd  grafs, 
With  waning  luftre  fade. 

12  But  thy  eternal  (late,  O  Lord, 

No  length  of  time  (hall  wafte  : 
The  mem'ry  of  thy  wond'rous  worki 
From  age  to  age   fhall  laft. 

13  Thou  fhalt  arife,  and   Sion  view 

With  an  unclouded  face  : 
For  now  her  time  is  come,  thy  own 
Appointed  day  of  grace. 

14  Her  fcatter'd  ruins  by  thy  faints 

With  pity  are  furvey'd  ; 
They  grieve  to  fee  her  lofty  fpires 
In  dud  and  rubbiih  laid. 

15,  16  The  name  and  glory  of  the  Lord 
All  heathen  kings  fhall  fear  ; 
When  he  fhall  Sion  build  again, 
And  in  full  (late  appear. 
17,  18   When  he  regards  the  poor's  requeft* 
Nor  flights  their  earned  pray'r  } 
Our  fons,  for  this  recorded  grace, 
Shall  his  juft  praifc  declare. 

19  For  God  from  his  abode  on  high, 
His  gracious  beams  difplay'd  ; 
The  Lord  from  Heav'n,  his  lofcy  throne, 
Hath  all  the  earth  furvev'd. 


PSALM    CII.  S«i 

20  He  liften'd  to  the  captives'  moans. 

He  heard  their  mournful  cry, 

And  freed/ by  his   refiftlefs  pow'r, 

The  wretches  doom'd  to  6ie  ; 

-21   That  they -in  S]on,  where  he  dwells, 
Might  celebrate  his  fame, 
And  through  the  holy  city  iing 
Loud  praifes  to  his  name. 

22  When  all  the  tribes  afTembling  there, 

Their  folemn  vows  addrefs, 
And  neighb'ring  lands,  with  glad  content, 
The  Lord  their  God  confefs. 

23  But  ere  my  race  is  run,  my  ftrength 

Through  his  fierce  wrath  decays  ; 
He  has,  when  all  my  wifhes  bloom'd, 
Cut  fnort  my  hopeful  days. 

24  Lord,  end  not  thou  my  life,  faid  I, 

When  half  is  fcarcely  pari  :      ■ 
Thy  years,  from  worldly  changes  free, 
To  endlefs    ages    laft. 

2-5  The  ftrong  foundations  of  the  earth 
Of  old  by  thee  were  laid  ; 
Thy  hands  the  beauteous  arch  of  Heav'n 
With  wond'rous  Ikill  have  made  : 
26,  zj  While  thou  forever  (halt  endure, 
They  foon  fhall  pafs  away  ; 
And  like  a  garment  often  worn, 
Shall  tarnim  and  decay. 

Like  that,  when  thou  ordain'fl:  their  change, 
To  thy  command  they  bend  ; 

But  thou  continu'ft  frill  the  fame, 
Nor  have  thy  years  an  end.        ^ 


iS*  PSALM    CIII. 

28  Thou  to  the  children   of  thy  faints 
Shall  lafting  quiet  give  ; 
Whofe  happy  race,  fecurely  fix'd, 
Shall  in  thy  prefence  live. 

Psalm    CIII.     Long  Metre. 

1  *]\/|"Y  foul,  iufpir'd  with  facred  love, 

2  IV  1       God's  holy  name  forever  blefs  : 
Of  all  his  favours  mindful  prove, 

And  ftill  thy  grateful  thanks  exprefs. 
3,  4  -Tis  he  that  all  thy  fins  forgives, 

And  after  ficknefs  makes  thee  found  ; 
From  danger  he  thy  life  retrieves, 

By  him  wich  grace  and  mercy  crownM. 

5,  6  He  with  good  things  thy  mouth  fupplies, 

Thy  vigour,  eagle-like,  renews  : 
He,  when  the  guiltlefs  fuff'rer  cries, 

His  foe  with  juft  revenge  purfues, 
7   God  made  of  old  his  righteous  ways 

To  Mofes  and  our   fathers  known  ; 
His  works,  to  his  eternal  praife, 

Were  to  the  fons  of  Jacob  fhown. 

S  The  Lord  abounds  with  tender  love, 
And  unexampled  acts  of  grace  ; 
His  waken'd  wrath  does  flowly  move, 
His  willing  mercy  flows  apace, 
e,  10  God  will  not  always  hardily  chide, 
But  with  his  anger  quickly  part  ; 
And  loves  his  punifhments  to  guide, 
More  by  his  love  than  our  defert. 

II    As  high  as  Heav'n  its  arch  extends 
Above  this  little  fpot  of  clay  ; 
So  much  his  boundlefs  love  tranfeends 
The  fmall  refpe&s  that  we  can  pay. 


PSALM    CIV.  183 

12,  13  As  far  as  'tis  from  eaft  to  weft, 
.    So  far  has  he  our  fins  remov'd, 
Who  with  a  father's  tender  breaft 
Has  fuch  as  fear'd  him  always  lov'd, 

14.,  15  For  God,  who  all  our  frame  furveys, 
Confiders  that  we  are  but  clay  : 
How  frefh  foe'er  we  feem,  our  days 

Like  grafs  or  flow'rs  mull  fade   away  ; 
16,  17  While  they  are  nipt  with  fudden  Wafts, 
Nor  can  we  find  their  former  place  ; 
God's  faithful  mercy  ever  lafts, 

To  thofe  that  fear  him,  and  their  race, 

18  This  (hall  attend  on  fuch  as  ftill 
Proceed  in  his  appointed  way  ; 
And  who  Jiot  only  know  his  will, 
But  to  it  juft  obedience  pay. 
19,  20  The  Lord,  the  univerfal  King, 

In  Heav'n  has  fix'd  his  lofty  throne  1 
To  him,  ye  angels,  praifes  fing, 

In  whofe  great  ftrength  his  pow'r  is  mown. 

Ye  that  his  juft   commands  obey, 
And  hear  and  do  his  facred  will  ; 

21  Ye  hofts  of  his,  this  tribute  pay, 

Who  ftill  what  he  ordains  fulfil, 

22  Let  ev'ry  creature  jointly  blefs 

The  mighty  Lord  ;  and  thou,  my  heart*, 
With  grateful  joy  thy  thanks  exprefs. 
And  in  this  concert  bear  thy  part. 

Psalm   CIV.      Long  Metre, 

1    ~0  LESS  God,  my  foul ;  thou,  Lord,  alone 
JD     PofTerTeft  empire  without  bounds  ; 
With  honour  thou  art  crown'd,  thy  throne 
Eternal  majefty  furrounds. 


iS4  PSALM    CIV. 

2  With  light  thou  doft  thyfelf  enrobe, 

And  glory  for  a  garment  take  : 
HeavVs  curtains  ftretch  beyond  the  globe3 
Thy  canopy  of  ilate  to  make. 

3  God  builds  on  liquid  air,  and  forms 

His  palace  chambers  in  the  ikies  ; 
The  clouds  his  chariots  are,  and  ftorms 
The  fwift-wing'd  fteeds  with  which  he  flies* 

4  As  bright  as  flame,  as  fvvift  as  wind, 

His  minifters  HeavVs   palace  fill, 
To  have  their  fundry  taiks  affign'd  '; 
All  proud  to  ferve  their  fov'reign's  will. 

5,  6  Earth   on  her  centre  fix'd  he  fet, 
Her  face  with  waters  oveifprtad  ; 
Nor   proudeft  mountains  dard.  as  yet^ 
To  lift  above  the  waves  their  head. 
•7   But  when   thy  awful   face  appear'd, 

Th'  infulting  waves  difpers'd  ;   they  fled, 
When  once  thy  thunder's  voice   they  heard, 
And  by  their  hafte  confefs'd  their  dread. 

%  Thence  up  by  fecret  tracks  they  creep, 
And  gufhing  from  the  mountain's  fide. 
Through  vallies  travel  to  the  deep, 
Appointed  to  receive  their  tide. 

9  There  haft,   thou  fix'd  the  ocean's  bounds, 

The  threatning  furges  to  repel  ; 
That  they  no  more  o'erpafs  their  mounds, 
Nor  to  a  fecond  deluge  fwell. 

PART     II. 

10  Yet  thence  in  fmaller  parties  drawn, 

The  fea  recovers  her  loft   hills  ; 
And  darting  fprings  from  ev'ry  lawn, 
Surprife  the  vales  with  plenteous  rills. 


PSALM    CIV.  i$5 

11  The  field's  tame  beafts  are  thither  lsc], 

Weary  with  labour,  faint  with  drought  ; 
And  aiTes,  on  wild  mountains  b-red, 
Have  fenfe  to  find  thefe  currents  out. 

12  There  fhady  trees  from  fcorching  beams, 

Yield  fhdter  to  the  feather'd  throng  ; 
They  drink,  and  to  the  bounteous  ftreams 
Return  the  tribute    of  their  fong. 

13  His  rains  from  Heav'n  parch'd  hilU  recruit* 

That  foon  tranfmit  the  liquid  ftore  ; 
'Till  earth  is  burthen'd  with  her  fruit, 
And  nature's  lap  can  hold  no  more. 

14.  Grafs,  for  our  cattle  to  devour, 

He  makes  the  growth  of  ev'ry  field  | 
Herbs  for  man's  ufe,   of  various  pow'r, 
That  either  food  or  phyfick  yield. 

15  "With  clufter'd  grapes  he  crowns  the  vine, 

To  cheer  man's  heart,  oppreft  with  cares -j. 
Gives  oil,  that  makes  his  face  to  fhine  ; 
And  corn,  that  walled  ft rength  repairs^ 

PA  R  T     III. 

16  The  trees  of  God,  without  the  care 

Or  art  of  man,  with  fap  are  fed  : 
The  mountain  cedar  looks  as  fair 
As  thofe  in  royal  gardens  bred. 

17  Safe  in  the  lofty  cedar's  arms 

The,  wand'rers  of  the  air  may  reft  ; 
The  hofpitable  pine  from  harms 

Protects  the  ilork,  her  pious  gueft, 

iS   Wildgoats  the  craggy  rock  afcend, 

Its  tow-ring-  heights  their  fortrefs  make3 
Whbfe  cells  in  labyrinths  extend, 
Where  feebler  creatures  refuge  take 
O   2 


i86  PSALM    CIV. 

ig  The  moon's  inconftant  afpeft  fhovvs 
Th'  appointed  feafons  of  the  year  ; 
TV  inftru&ed  fun  his  doty  knows, 
His  hours  to  rife  and  difappear. 

20,  2T    Darknefs  he  makes  the  earth  to  ihroucf*" 
When  forelt  beads  fecurely  ftray  \ 
Young  lions  roar  their  wants  aloud 

To  Providence,  that  fends  them  prey. 

22  They  range  all  night,  on  {laughter  bent, 

Till  fummon'd  by  the  rifing  morn, 
To  fkulk  in  dens,  with  one  confent, 
The  confcious  ravagers  return. 

23  Forth  to  the  tillage  of  his   foil, 

The  hufbandman  fecurely  ,goes, 

Commencing  with  the  fun  his  toil, 

With  him  returns  to  his  repofe. 

24  How  various,   Lord,  thy  works  are  found j 

For  which  thy  wifdom  we  adore  ! 
The  earth  is  with  thy treafure  crown'd, 
Till   nature's  hand  can  grafp  no  more. 


PART     IV. 

25  But  flill  the   vafl  unfathom'd  main 

Of  wonders  a  new  fcene  fupplies, 
Whofe  depths  inhabitants  contain, 
Of  ev'ry  form  and  ev'ry  fize. 

26  Full- freighted  (hips  from  ev'ry  po'rt> 

There  cut  their  unmolerted  way  ; 
Leviathan,    whom  there  to  fport 

Thou  mad'ii,  has  compafs  there  to  play »- 

2  j  Thefe  various  troops  of  fea  and  land, 
In  fenfe  nf  common  want  agree  : 
All  wait  on  thy  difpenfing  hand, 

And  have  their  daily  alms  from  thee. 


FSALM    CW  1*7 

2&  They  gather  what  thy  {lores  dJfperfe, 
Without  their  trouble  to   provide  : 
Thou  op'ft  thy  hand,   the  univerfe, 
The  craving  world  is  all  fupply'd.    • 

29  Thou  for  a  moment  hid'il  thy  face, 

The  num'rous  ranks  of  creatures  mourn  p 
Thou  tak'ft  their  breath,   all  nature's  race 
Forthwith  to  mother  earth  return. 

30  Again  thou   fendrft  thy  Spirit  forth, 

T5  infpire  the  mafs  with  vital  feed  ; 
Nature's  reilor'd,   and   parent   earth 
Smiles  on  her  new-created    breed, 

31  Thus  through  fucceffive  ages  ftanda 

Firm  fix'd  thy  providential  care  ; 
Pleas'd  with  the  work  of  thy  own  hands,. 
Tho-u'dofb  the  wafles  of  time  repair. 

32  One  look  of  thine,  one  wrathful  look, 

Earth's  panting  breaft  with  terror  fill*  % 
One  touch  from  til ee,  with  clouds  of  fmoke^ 
In  darknefs  fhrouds  the  proudeft  hills. 

33.  In  praifing  God,  while  he  prolongs 

My  breath,  I  will  that  breath  employ  y 

34  And  join  devotion  to  my  fongs 

Sincere,   as  in  him  is  my  joy. 

35  While  iinners  from  earth's  face  are  hurl'd^ 

My  foul,  praife  thou  his  holy  name, 
Till  with  my  fori g  the  lift'ning  world 
Join  concert*  and  his  praife  proclaim* 

Psalm    C  V.     Common  Metre. 

RENDER  thanks,  and  biefs  theLordy 
Invoke  his  facred   name  5 
Acquaint  the  nations  with  his  deeds, 
His  matchlefs  deeds  proclaim* 


iSS  PSALM    CV. 

2  Sing  to  his  praife,   in  lofty  hymns 

His    wond'rous  works    rchearfe  ; 
Make  them  the  theme  of  your  difcourfe,, 
And  fubjcdl  of  your  verfe. 

3  Rejoice  in  his  almighty  name, 

Alone  to  be  ador'd  ; 
And  let  their  hearts  o'erfiow  with  joy,. 
That  humbly  feck  the  Lord. 

4  Seek  ye  the  Lord,  his  faving  ftrength 

Devoutly   ftill  implore  ; 
And  where  he's  ever  prefent,  feek 
His  face  foreverraore. 

5  The  wonders  that  his  hands  have  wrought. 

Keep   thankfully  in   mind  ; 
The  righteous  ftatutes  of  his  mouth, 
And  laws  to  us  afiign'd. 

6  Know  ye  his  fervant  Abr'am's  feed, 

And  Jacob's  chofcn   race, 

7  He's  ftill  our  God,  his  judgments  ftill 

Throughout  the  earth  take  place. 

S   His  cov'nant  he  hath  kept  in  mind 

For  num'rous  ages  paft, 
Which  yet  for  thoufand  ages  more 

In   equal  force   (hall  laft. 
9  -Firft  ftgh'd  to  Abr'am,  next  by  oath 

To   Ifaac  made  fecure  : 
,lo  To  Jacob  and  his  heirs  a  law 

Forever  to  endure  : 

1 1  That  Canaan's  land  (hould  be  their  lot, 

When  yet  but  few  they   were  : 

12  But  few  in  number,  and  thofe  few 

All  friendlefs  llrangers  there. 


PSALM    CV.  i% 

$,$  In  pilgrimage,  from  realm  to  realm, 

Securely  they  removed  ; 
24  While  proudeft  monarchs,  for  their  fakes* 

Severely  he  reprov'd  : 

1.5   H  Thefe  mine  anointed  are,"  laid  he, 
"Let   none   my  fervahts  wrong, 
u  Nor  treat  the  pooreft  prophet  ill 
"  That  does  to  me  belong." 

16  A  dearth,  at  lad,  by  his  command, 

Did  through  the  land  prevail  ; 
Till  corn,  the  chief  fupport   of  life, 
Sustaining  corn  did  fail. 

17  But  his  indulgent  providence 

Had  pious  Jofeph   fent, 
Sold  into  Egypt,  but  their  death. 
Who  fold  him  to  prevent. 

18  His   feet  with  heavy  chains  were  crufh/d  % 

With  calumny  his  fame  : 
29  Till  God's  appointed  time  and  word. 
To  his  deliverance  came,. 

20  The  king  his  fov'refgn  order  fent,. 

And  refcu'd  him  with  fpeed  ; 
Whom  private  malice  had  confined,. 
The  people's  ruler  freed* 

21  His  court,  revenues,  realms,  were  all 

Subjected   to  his  will  ; 
2  2,  His  great'eft  princes  to  control,, 
And  teach  his  flatefmen  ikilL 

PART     IK 

23  To  Egypt  then,,  inverted  guefis^ 
Half- fern  i-nVd  Ifr'el  came  \ 
And  Jacob  held,,  by  royal  grant*.. 
The,  fertile  foil  a£  Ham... 


190  PSALM    CV. 

24  Th'  Almighty  there  with  fuch  increafe 

Wis  people  multiply'd, 
Tift  with  their  proud  opprefTors  they 
In  ftrength  and  number  vi'd. 

25  Their  vaft  increafe  th'  Egyptian  hearts 

With  jealous  anger  fu'd, 
Till  they  his  fervants  to  deftroy 
By  treach'rous  arts    confpir'd. 

26  His  fervant  Mofes  then  he  fent, 

His  chofen  Aaron   too  : 

27  ImpowVd  with  figns  and  miracles 

To  prove  their  miffion  true. 

28  He  cali'd  for  darknefs,  darknefs  came, 

Nature  his  fummons  knew  ; 

29  Each  ftream  and  lake,  transformed  to  blood, 

The  wand'ring  fifhes  flew. 

30  In  putrid  floods  throughout  the  land, 

The  pell  of  frogs  was  bred  : 
From  noifome  fens  fent  up  to  croak 
At  Pharaoh's  board  and  bed. 

31  He  gave  the  fign,  and  fwarms  of  flies 

Came  down  in  cloudy  hods  ; 
While  earth's  enllven'd  duft  below 
Bred  lice  through  all  their  coafts. 

32  He  fent  them  batt'ring  hail  for  rain, 

And   fire  for  cooling  dew. 

33  He  fmote  their  vines  and  foreft  plants, 

And  garden's  pride  o'erthrew. 

34  He  fpake  the  word,  and  locufts  came, 

And  caterpillars  join'd  ; 
They  prey'd  upon  the  poor  remains 
The  ftorra  had  left  behind. 


PSALM    CV.  i9l 

35  From  trees  to  herbage  they  defcend, 

No  verdant  thing  they  fpare  ; 
But,  like  the  naked  fallow  field, 
Leave  all  the  paftures  bare. 

36  From  fields  to  villages  and  towns, 

Commifiion'd  vengeance  flew. 

One  fatal  ftroke  their  eldeii  hopes 

And  ftrength  of  Egypt  flew. 

37  He  brought  his  fervants  forth,  eniich'd 

With  Egypt's  borrow'd  wealth  ; 
And,  what  tranfceuds  all  treafures  elfe, 
Enrich'd  with  vig'rous  health. 

38  Egypt  rejoic'd,  in  hopes  to  find 

Her  plagues  with  them  remov'd  ; 
Taught  dearly  now  to  fear  worfe  ills, 

By  thofe  already  prov'd. 
$g  Their  fhrouding  canopy  by  day 

A  journ'ying  cloud  was  fpread  ; 
A  fiery  pillar  all  the  night 

Their  defert  marches  led. 

40  They  long'd  for  flefh  ;  with  ev'ning  quails 
He  furnifh'd  ev'ry  tent  ; 
From  HeavVs  own  granary  each  morn, 
The  bread  of  angels  fent. 

4.1  He  fmote  the  rock,  whofe  flinty  breafl 
Pour'd  forth  a  gufhing  tide, 

Whofe  flowing  flream,  where'er  they  march'd, 
The  defer t's  drought  fupply'd. 

4.2  For  ftill  he  did  on  Abr'am's  faith 
And  ancient  league  reflect  : 

43   He  brought  his  people  forth  with  joy? 
With  triumph  his  elect. 


192  PSALM    CVL 

44  Quite  rooting  out  their  heathen  foe* 

From  Canaan's   fertile  foil, 
To  them  in  cheap  poffeffion  gave 
The  fruit  of  others'  toil. 

45  That  they  his  ftatutes  might  obferve, 

His  facred  •laws  obey. 
For  benefits  fo  vaft,  let  us 
Our  fongs  of  praife  repay, 

Psalm    CVL     Long  Metre, 

i    |^V  RENDER  thanks  to  God  above, 
V^/    The  fountain  of  eternal  love  ; 
Whofe  mercy  firm  through  ages  paft 
Has  flood,  and  fhall  forever  laft. 

z  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  exprefs, 
Not  only  vaft,  but  numberlefs  ? 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  rai'fc 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praife. 

3  Happy  are  they,  and  only  they, 

Who  from  thy  judgments  never  ftray  : 
Who  know  what's  right  ;  not  only  fo, 
But  always  pra&ife  what  they  know. 

4  Extend  to  me  that  favour,  Lord, 
Thou  to  thy  chofen  doft  afford  : 
When  thou  return'ft  to   fet  them  free, 
Let  thy  falvation  vifit  me. 

5  O  may  I  worthy  prove  to  fee 
Thy  faints  in  full  ptofperity  ; 
That  I  the  joyful  choir  may  join, 
And  count  the  people's  triumph  mine. 
But  ah  !   canine  expect  fuc'h  grace, 
Of  parents  vile,  the  viler  race  ! 

Who  their  mifdeeds  have  acted  o'er, 

And  with  new  crimes  increas'd  the  fcore  I 


PSALM    CVL  133 

j  Ingrateful,  they  no  longer  thought 
On  all  his  works  in   Egypt  wrought  ; 
The  Red  Sea  they  no  fooner  view'd, 
But  they  their  bafe  diftrull  renew'd. 

$  Yet  he,  to  vindicate  his  name, 

Once  more  to  their  deliv'rance  came, 
To  make  his  fov'reign  pow'r  be  known, 
That  he  is  God,  and  he  alone. 

j  9  To  right  and  left,  at  his  command, 
The  parting  deep  difclos'd  her  fand  ; 
Where  firm  and  dry  the  paffage  lay, 
As  through  fome  parch 'd  and  defert  way. 

;  10  Thus  refcu'd  from  their  foes  they  were, 
Who  clofely  prefs'd  upon  their  rear, 

1 1  Whofe  rage  purfu'd  'em  to  thofe   waves, 
That  prov'd  the  rafh  purfuers'  graves. 

12  The  wat'ry  mountains  fudden  fall 
O'erwhelmM  proud  Pharaoh,  hoft  and  all. 
This  proof  did  flupid  Ifr'el  move 

To  own  God's  truth,  and  praife  his  love. 

PART     II. 

13  But  foon  thefe  wonders  they  forgot, 
And  for  his  counfel  waited  not  ; 

14  But  lufting  in  the  wildernefs, 

Did  him  with  frefh  temptations  prefs. 
,  15  Strong  food  at  their  requeft  he  fent, 
But  made  their  fin  their  punifhment. 
\6  Yet  ftill  his  faints  they  did  oppofe, 
The  prieft  and  prophet  whom  he  chofe* 

17  But  earth,  the  quarrel  to  decide, 
Her  vengeful  jaws  extended  wide  ; 

kRafh  Dathan  to  her  center  drew, 
With  proud  Abiram's  factious  crew. 
R 


i94  PSALM    CVI. 

1 8  The  reft  of  thofe  who  did  confpire 
To  kindle  wild  {edition's  fire, 
With  all  their  impious  train,  became 
A  prey  to  Heav'n's  devouring  flame. 

19  Near  Horeb's  mount  a  calf  they  made, 
And  to  the  molten  image  pray'd  ; 

20  Adoring  what  their   hands  did  frame, 
They  chang'd  their  glory  to  their  fhame. 

21  Their  God  and  Saviour  they  forgot, 
And  all  his  works  in  Egypt  wrought  ; 

22  His  figns  in  Ham's  aftonifh'd  coatl, 

And  where  proudPharaoh's  troops  were  loft. 

23  Thus  urg'd,  his  veageful  hand  he  rear'd, 
But  Mofes  in  the  breach  appear'd  ; 
The  faint  did  for  the  rebels  pray, 

And  turn'd  Heav'n's  kindled  wrath  away. 
24,  25   Yet  they  his  pleafant  land  defpis-'d, 
Nor  his  repeated  promife  priz'd  ; 
Nor  did  th'  Almighty's  voice  obey  ; 
But  when  God  faid,  Go  up,  would  ftay. 

26,  27  This  feal'd  their  doom,  without  redrefs, 
To  perifh  in  the  wildernefs  ; 
Or  elfe  to  be  by  heathen  hands 
O'erthrown  and  fcatter'd  through  the  lands. 

PART     III. 

2  3  Yet  unreclaim'd,  this  ftubborn  race 
Baal  Peor's  worfhip  did  embrace  ; 
Became  his  impious  guefts,  and  fed 
On  facrifices  to  the  dead. 

29  Thus  they  perfifted  to  provoke 

God's  vengeance  to  the  final  ftroke. 
'Tis  come  : — The  deadly  peft  is  come 
To  execute  their  gcn'ral  doom. 


PSALM    CVI.  195 

,30  But  Phinehas,  fir'd  with  holy  rage, 
Th'  Almighty's  vengeance  to  affuage, 
Did,  by  two  bold  offenders'  fall, 
Th*  atonement  make  that  ranfom'd  all- 

3 1  As  him  a  hcav'nly  zeal  had  mov'd, 
So  Heav'n  the  zealous  aft  approv'd  ; 
To  him  confirming,  and  his  race, 
The  priefthood  he  fo  well  did  grace. 

32  At  Meribah  God's  wrath  they  mov'd, 
Who  Mofes  for  their  fakes  reprov'd  ; 

3  3  Whofe  patient  foul  they  did  provoke, 
Till  raflily  the  meek  prophet  fpoke. 

34  Nor  when  poffefs'd  of  Canaan's  land, 
Did  they  perform  their  Lord's  command, 
Nor  his  commiflion'd  fword  employ 
The  guilty  nations  to  deftroy  ; 

35  Not  only  fpar'd  the  Pagan  crew, 
But  mingling  learnt  their  vices  too  ; 

36  And  worfhip  to  thofe  idols  paid, 
Which  them  to  fatal  fnares  betray'd. 

37,  38  To  devils  they  did  facrifice 
Their  children  with  relentlefs  eyes  ; 
Approach'd  their  altars  through  a  flood 
Of  their  own  fons'  and  daughters'  blood* 

No  cheaper  victims  would  appeafe 
Canaan's  remorfelefs  deities  ; 
No  blood  her  idols  reconcile, 
But  that  which  did  the  land  defile. 

PART    IV. 

39  Nor  did  thefe  favage  cruelties 
The  harden'd  reprobates  fuffice  ; 
For  after  their  hearts'  lulls  they  wens* 
And  daily  did  new  crimes  invent* 


196 


PSALM    CVI. 


40  But  fins  of  fuch  infernal  hue 

God's  wrath  againft  his  people  drew  ; 
Till  he,  their  once  indulgent  Lord, 
His  own  inheritance  abhor'd. 

41  He  them   defencelefs  did  expofe 
To  their  infulting  heathen  foes  ; 

And  made  them  on  the  triumphs  wait, 
Of  thofe  who  bore  them  greater!  hate. 

42  Nor  thus  his  indignation  ceas'd  ; 
Their  lift  of  tyrants  he  increas'd, 

Till  they,  who  God;s  mild  fway  declin'd,. 
Were  made  the  vafials  of  mankind. 

43  Yet  when  diftrefs'd  they  did  repent, 
His  anger  did  as  oft   relent  : 

But  freed,  they  did  his  wrath  provoke, 
Renew'd  their  fins,  and  he  their  yoke. 

44  Nor  yet  implacable  he  prov'd, 

Nor  heard  their  wretched  cries  unmov'd  5. 

45  But  did  to  mind  his  promife  bring, 
And  mercy's  inexhaufted  fpring. 

46  Compaflion  too  he  did  impart, 
Ev'n  to  their  foes'  obdurate  heart, 
And   pity  for   their  fuff'rings  bred 
In  thofe  who  them  to  bondage  led. 

47  Still  fave  us,   Lord,  and  Ifr'el's  bands 
Together  bring  from  heathen  lands  ; 
So  to  thy  name  our  thanks  we'll  raife, 
And  ever  triumph   in   thy  praife. 

48  Let  Ifr'el's  God  be  ever  blefs'd, 
His  name  eternally  confefs'd  : 
Let  all  his  faints  with  full  accord 

Sing  loud  Amens,— —Praife  ye  the  Lord. 


PSALM    CVII.  1.57 

P  s  a  l  m.    CVII.     Long  Metre. 

I   T  to  ^O  God  your  grateful  voices  raife, 

JL       Who  doth  your  daily  patron  prove  t 
And  let  your  never-ceafing  praife 
Attend  on  his  eternal  love. 
2,3  Let  thofe  give  thanks,  whom  he  from  bands 
Of  proud  oppreffing  foes  releas'd  ; 
And   brought  them  back  from  diftant  lands, 
From  north  and  fouth,  and  well  and  eafto 

4,  5  Through  lonely  defert  ways  they  went, 
Nor  could  a  peopl'd  city  find  ; 
Till  quite  with  thirft  and  hunger  fpent, 
Their  fainting  fouls  within  them  pin'd. 

6  Then  foon  to  God's  indulgent  ear 

Did. they  their  mournful  cry  addrefs  ; 
Who  gracioufly  vouchfaf 'd  to  hear, 

And   freed  them  from  their  deep  diftrefs* 

7  From  crooked  paths  he  led  them  forth,. 

And  in  the  certain  way  did  guide, 
To  wealthy  towns  of  great  refort, 

Where  all  their  wants  were  well  fupply'd, 

8  O  then  that  all  the  earth,  with  me, 

Would  God  for  this  his  goodnefs  praife  ! 
And  for  the  mighty  works  which  he 

Throughout  the  wond'ring  world  difplays,, 

9  For  he  from  Heav'n  the  fad  eftate 

Of  longing  fouls  with  pity  views  ; 
To  hungry  fouls  that  pant  for  meat, 
His  goodnefs  daily  food  renews. 

PART     II. 

to  Some  lie,  with  darknefs  compafs'd  round, 
In  death's  uncomfortable  (hade  : 
And  with  unwieldy  fetters  bound, 
By  preffing  cares  more  heavy  made, 
R  2: 


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PSALM    CVH. 


II,  12  Becaufc  God's  counfel  they  defy'd, 
And  lightly  priz'd  his  holy  word, 
With  thefe  afEiclions  they  were  try'd  : 
They  fell,  and  none  could  help  afford. 

13  Then  foon  to  God's  indulgent  ear 

Did  they  their  mournful  cry  addrefs  ; 
Who  gracioufly  vouchfaf 'd  to  hear, 

And  freed  them  from  their  deep  diftrefs. 

14  From  difmal  dungeons,  dark  as  night, 

And  (hades  as  black  as  death's  abode, 
He  brought  them  forth  to  cheerful  light, 
And  welcome  liberty  beftow'd. 

25   O  then  that  all  the  earth,. with  me, 

Would  Gcd  for  this  his  goodnefs  praife  ! 
And  for  the  mighty  works  which  he 

Throughout  the  wond'ring  world  difplays  ; 

16  For  he,  with  his  almighty  hand, 

The  gates  of  brafs  in  pieces  broke  : 
Nor  could  the  maffy  bars  withftand, 
Or  temper'd  fleel  refill  his  llroke,. 

PART     III. 

1 7  Remorfelefs  wretches,  void  of  fenfe, 

With  bold  tranfgrefiions  God  defy  1 
And  for  their  multiply'd  offence, 

Oppre.O'd  with  fore  difeafes  lie  ! 
38  Their  foul,  a  prey  to  pain  and  fear, 

Abhors  to  tafte  the  choiceft  meats  5 
And  they  by  faint  degrees  draw  near 

To  death's  inhofpitable  gates., 

59  Then  ftrait  to  God's  indulgent  ear, 
Do  they  their  mournful  cry  addrefs  ; 
Who  gracioufly  vouchfafes  to  hear, 

And  frees  them  from  their  deeD  dlftrefs. 


PSALM    CVII.  i99 

20  He  all  their  fad  diftempers  heals, 

His  word  both  health  and  fafety  gives  j 
And  when  all  human  fuccour  fails, 
From  near  deitru&ion  them  retrieves. 

21  O  then  that  all  the  earth,  with  me, 

Would  God  for  this  his  goodnefs  praife  I 
And  .for  the  mighty  works  which  he 

Throughout  the  wond'ring  world  difplays ! 
12  With  off 'rings  let  his  altar  flame, 

While  they  their  grateful  thanks  exprefs3 
And  with  loud  joy  his  holy  name 

For  all  his  ads  of  wonder  blefs  ! 

PART     IV. 

23,  24  They  that  in  mips,   with  courage  bold., 
O'er  fwelling  waves  their  trade  purfue* 
Do  God's  amazing  works  behold, 
And  in  the  deep  his  wonders  view. 

25  No  fooner  his  command  is  pad, 

But  forth  the  dreadful  tempeft  flies, 

Which  fweeps  the  fea  with  rapid  hafte* 

And   makes  the  ftormy  billows  rife. 

26  Sometimes  the  fhips,  tofs'd  up  to  Heaven, 

On  tops  of  mountain  waves  appear  5 

Then  down  the  fteep  abyfs  are  driv'n, 

While  ev'ry.  foul  diffolves  with  fear. 

27  They  reel  and  flagger  to  and  fro, 

Like  men  with  fumes  of  wine  opprefs'd  5 
Nor  do  the  fkilful  feamen  known 

Which   way  to  fteer,  what  courfe  is  bed, 

28  Then  ftrait  to  God's  indulgent  ear 

They  do  their  mourful  cry  addrefs  f 
Who  gracioufly  vouchfafes  to  hear, 

And  frees  them  from  their  deep  diftrefe* 


abo  PSALM    CV1L 

29,  30  He  does  the  raging  florm  appeafe, 
And  makes  the  billows  calm  and  (till  ; 
With  joy  they  fee  their  fury  ceafe, 
And  their  intended  courfe  fulfil. 

31  O  then  that  all  the  earth,  with  me, 

Would  God  for  this  his  goodncfs  praife  ! 
And  for  the  mighty  works  which  he 

Throughout  the  wond'ring  world  difplays! 

32  Let  them,  where  all  the  tribes  refort, 

Advance  to  Heav'n  his  glorious  name, 
And  in  the  elders'  fov'reign  court 

With  one  confent  his  praife  proclaim. 

PART    V. 

33,  34  A  fruitful  land,  where  dreams  abound, 
God's  juft  revenge,  if  people  fin, 
Will  turn  to  dry  and  barren  ground, 
To  punifh  thofe  that  dwell  therein. 
35,  36  The  parch'd  and  defert  heath  he  makes 
To  flow  with  ftreams  and  fpringing  wells, 
Which  for  his  lot  the  hungry  takes, 
And  in  ftrong  cities  fafely  dwells. 

37,  38   He  fows  the  field,  the  vineyard  plants, 
Which  gratefully  his  toil  repay  ; 
Nor  can,  while  God  his  blefiing  grants, 
His  fruitful  feed  or  ftock  decay. 

39  But  when  his  fins  Heav'n's  wrath  provoke, 

His  health  and  fubftance  fade  away  ; 
He  feels  th'  oppreffor's  galling  yoke, 
And  is  of  grief  the  wretched   prey. 

40  The  prince  that  flights  what  God  commands,. 

Expos'd  to  fcorn,   mud  quit  his  throne  ; 
And  over  wild  and  defert  lands, 
Where  no  path  offers,  ttray  alone. 


FSALM    CVIII.         iqi> 

41  While  God,  from  all  afflicting  cares, 
Sets  up  the  humble  man  on  high  ; 
And  makes  in  time  his  num'rous  heirs 
With  his  increating  flocks  to  vie. 

42,  43  Then  finners  {hall  have  nought  to  fay^ 
The  juft  a  decent  joy  fhall  mow  ; 
The  wife  thefe  ftrange  events  mail  weigh, 
And  thence  God's  goodnefs  fully  know. 

Psalm    CVIIL     Common  Metre. 

1  ^"V  GOD,  my  heart  is  fully  bent 
\J        To  magnify  thy  name  ; 

I    My  tongue  with  cheerful  fongs  of  praife 
Shall  celebrate  thy  fame. 

2  Awake,  my  lute  ;  nor  thou,  my  harp» 

Thy  warbling  notes  delay  ; 
While  I  with  early  hymns  of  joy 
Prevent  the  dawning  day. 

3  To  all  the  liil'ning  tribes,  O  Lord* 

Thy  wonders  I  will  tell, 
And  to  thofe  nations  fing  thy  praife 
That  round  about  us  dwell ; 

4  Becaufe  thy  mercy's  boundlefs  height 

The  higheft  Heav'n   tranfcends, 
And  far  beyond  th*  afpiring  clouds 
Thy  faithful  truth  extends. 

5  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high 

Above  the  ftarry  frame, 
And  let  the  world,  with  one  confent* 
Confefs  thy  glorious  name. 

6  That  all  thy  chofen   people   thee 

Their  Saviour  may  declare  ; 
]Let  thy  right  hand  protect  me   flill? 
And  anfwer  thou  my  pray'r. 


202  PSALM    CIX. 

7  Since  God   himfelf  has  faid  the  word, 

Whofe  promife  cannot  fail, 
With  joy  I  Sichem  will  divide, 
And  meafure  Succoth's  vale  ; 

8  Gilead  is  mine,   Manaffeh   too, 

And  Ephraim  owns  my  caufe  : 
Their  ftrength  my  regal  povr'r  fupports, 
And  Judah  gives  my  laws. 

9  Moab  I'll  make  my  fervile  drudge, 

On   vanquiuVd  Edom  tread  ; 
And  through  the  proud  Paleftine  lands, 

My  conqu'ririg  banners  fpread. 
io  By  whofe  fupport  and  aid  fhall  I 

Their  well-fenc'd  city  gain  I 
Who  will  my  troops  fecurely  lead 

Through  Edom's  guarded  plain  ? 

1 1  Lord,  wilt  not  thou  affift  our  arms, 

Which  late  thou  didft  forfake  ? 
And  wilt  not  thou,  of  thefe  our  hofts, 
Once  more  the  guidance  take  ? 

12  O  to  thy  fervant  in  diftrefs, 

Thy  fpeedy  fuccour  fend  ; 
For  vain  it  is  on  human  aid 
For  fafety  to  depend. 

13  Then  valiant  ads  fhall  we  perform, 

If  thou  thy  pow'r  difclofe  ; 
For  God  it  is,  and  God  alone, 
That  treads  down  all  our  foes. 


Psalm    CIX.     Common  Metre. 

I    /~V    GOD,  whofe  former  mercies  make 
VJ        My  conftant  praifc  thy  due, 
Hold  not  thy  peace,  but  my  fad  (late 
With  wonted  favour  view. 


PSALM    CIX.  203 

2  For  finful  men  with  lying  lips, 

Deceitful  fpeeches  frame, 
And  with  their  ftudi'd  flanders  feek 
To  wound  my  fpotlefs  fame. 

3  Their  refllefs  hatred  prompts  them  flill 

Malicious  lies  to  fpread  ; 
And  all  againit  my  life  combine, 
By  caufelefs  fury  led. 

4  Thofe  whom  with  tend'refl:  love  I  us'd, 

My  chief  oppofers  are  ; 
While  I,  of  other  friends  bereft, 
Rcfort  to  thee  by  pray'r. 

5  Since  roifchief,  for  the  good  I  did, 

Their  ftrange  reward  does  prove  ; 
And  hatred's  the  return  they  make 
For  undifTembPd  love  : 

6  Their  guilty  leader  (hall  be  made 

To  fome  ill  man  a  flave  : 
And  when  he's  try'd,  his  mortal  foe 
For  his  accufer  have. 

7  His  guilt,  when  fentence  is  pronounc'd, 

Shall  meet  a  dreadful  fate, 
While  his  rejected  pray'r  but  ferves 
His  crimes  to  aggravate. 

8  He,  fnatch'd  by  fome  untimely  fate, 

Shan't  live  out  half  his  days  : 
Another,  by  divine  decree, 
Shall  on  his  office  feize. 

9,  10  His  feed  mail  orphans  be,  his  wife 
A  widow  plung'd  in  grief : 
His  vagrant  children  beg  their  bread, 
Where  none  can  give  relief. 


204  PSALM    CIX. 

11  His  ill-got  riches  fhall  be  made 

To   uiurers  a   prey  ; 
The  fruit  of  all  his  toil  fhall  be 
By   (hangers  borne  away. 

12  None  fhall  be  found  that  to  his  wants 

Their  mercy   will  extend, 
Or  to  his  helplefs  orphan   feed 

The  lead   affiltance  lend. 
23   A  fwift  deftru&ion  foon  fhall  feize 

On   his  unhappy  race  ; 
And  the  next  age  his  hated  name 

Shall  utterly  deface. 

14  The  vengeance  of  his  father's  fins 

Upon  his  head  fhall  fall  ; 
God  on  his  mother's  crimes  lhall  think. 
And  punifh  him   for  all. 

15  All  thefe  in   horrid  order  rank'd, 

Before  the  Lord  mail  (land, 
Till  his  fierce  anger  quite  cuts  off 
Their  mem'ry  from  the  land. 

PART    II. 

16  Becaufe  he  never  mercy  fhew'd, 

But  ft  111  the  poor  opprefs'd  ; 
And  fought  to  flay  the  helplefs  man, 
With  heavy  woes  diftrefs'd. 

17  Therefore  the  curfe  he  lov'd  to  vent, 

Shall  his  own  portion  prove  ; 
And  blefiing,  which  he  ftill  abhor'J, 
Shall  far  from  him  remove. 

t8   Since  he  in  curfing  took  fuch  pride, 
Like  water  it  fhall  fpread 
Through  all  his  veins,  and  flick  like  oil 
With  which  his  bones  are  fed, 


PSALM    CIX.  205 

j  9  This,  like  a  poifon'd  robe,  mall  ftill 
His  conftant  covering  be  j 
Or  an  envenom'd  belt,  from  which 
He  never  fhall  be  free. 

20  Thus  {hall  the  Lord  reward  all  thofe, 

That   ill  to   me  defign  ; 
That  with  malicious,  falfe  reports 
Againtt  my  life  combine. 

21  But  for  thy  glorious  name,  O  God, 

Do  thou  deliver  me  ; 
And  for  thy  gracious  mercy's  fake, 
Preferve  and  fet  me  free  : 

22  For  I,  to  utmoft  (Iraits  reduc'd, 

Am  void  of  all  relief  ; 
My  heart  is  wounded  with  diftrefs, 

And  quite  pierc'd  through  with  grief. 
.23  1,  like  an  ev'ning  (hade,  decline, 

Which  vanifhes  apace  : 
Like  locufts,  up  and  down  I'm  tofs'd, 

And  have  no  certain  place. 

24,  25  My  knees  with  fading  are  grown  weak, 
My  body  lank  and  lean  ; 
All  that  behold  me  fhake  their  heads, 
And  treat  me  with  difdain. 
26,  27  But  for  thy  mercy's  fake,  O  Lord, 
Do  thou  my  foes  withftand  ; 
That  all  may  fee  'tis  thy  own  ad, 
The  work  of  thy  right  hand. 

28  Then  let  them  curfe,  fo  thou  but  blefs  ; 
Let  fhame  the  portion  be 
Of  all  that  my  deftru&ion  feek, 
While  I  rejoice  in  thee. 
S 


206  PSALM    CX. 

29  My  foe  fliall  with  difgrace  be  cloth'd, 

And   fpite  of  all  his  pride, 
His  own  confufion,  like  a  cloak, 
The  guilty  wretch  fliall  hide. 

30  But  I  to  God,  in  grateful  thanks, 

My  cheerful  voice  will  raife  ; 
And  where  the  great  affembly  meets, 
Set  forth  his  noble  praife. 

31  For  him  the  poor  fliall  always  find 

Their  fure  and  conftant  friend  ; 
And  he  (hall  from  unright'ous  dooms 
Their  guiltlefs  fouls  defend. 

Psalm    CX.     Particular  Metre. 

1  r  I  *HE  Lord  unto  my  Lord  thu6  fpake, 

X      "  Till  I  thy  foes  thy  footftool  make, 
*'  Sit  thou  in  ftate,  at  my  right  hand  : 

2  <c  Supreme  in  Sion  thou  (halt  be, 
M  And  all  thy  proud  opprefibrs  fee 
•    "  Subjected  to  thy  juft  command. 

3  "  Thee,  in  thy  pow'r's  triumphant  day, 
«*  The  willing  nations  fliall  obey  ; 

"And  when  thy  rifing  beams  they  view, 
M  Shall  all,  redeem'd  from  error's  night, 
11  Appear  as  numberlefs  and  bright 

"  As  cryftal  drops  of  morning  dew." 

4  The  Lord  hath  fworn,   nor  fworn  in  vain, 
That,  like  Melchizedeck's,  thy  reign 

And  priefthood  (hall  no  period  know  : 
c  No  proud  competitor  to  fit 

At  thy  right  hand  will  he  permit  ; 

But  in  his  wrath  crown'd  heads  o'erthrcw. 

6  The  fentcne'd  heathen  ne  fliall  flay, 
And  fill  with  carcafTes  his  way, 


PSALM    CXI.  207 

Till  he  hath  ftruck  earth's  tyrants  dead  ; 
*j   Bui  in  the  highway  brooks  fhall  firft, 
Like  a  poor  pilgrim,  flake  his  third, 
And  then  in  triumph  raife  his  head. 

Psalm  CXL     Long  Metre, 

1  ~Vy  RAISE  ye  the  Lord  ;  our  God  to  praife, 
XT'    My  foul  her  utmoft  pow'rs  mall  raife, 
With  private  friends,  and  in  the  throng 
Of  faints,  his  praife  fhall  be  my  fong. 

2  His  works,  for  greatnefs  though   renown'd5 
His  wond'rous  works  with  eafe  are  found 
By  thofe  who  feek  for  them  aright, 

And  in  the  pious  fearch  delight. 

3  His  works  are  all  of  matchlefs  fame, 
And  univerfal  glory  claim  ; 

His  truth,  confirm'd  through  ages  paft> 
Shall  to  eternal  ages  laft. 

4  By  precept  he  has  us  enjoin'd, 

To  keep  his  wond'rous  works  in  mind  ; 

And  to  pofterity  record, 

That  good   and  gracious  is  our  Lord. 

5  His  bounty,  like  a  flowing  tide, 
Has  all  his  fervants'  wants  fupply'd  ; 
And  he  will  ever  keep  in  mind 

HLs  cov'nant  with  our  fathers  fign'd. 

6  At  once  aftonifh'd  and  o'erjoy'd, 

They  faw  his  matchlefs  pow'r  employed  j 
Whereby  the  heathen  were  fupprefs'd. 
And  we  their  heritage  pofTcfs'd. 

n  Juft  are  the  dealings  of  his  hands, 
Immutable  are  his  commands  ; 
*  8   By  truth  and  equity  fuftain'd  ; 
And  for  eternal  rules  ordain' cL 


208         PSALM    CXII. 

9  He  fet  his  faints  from  bondage  free, 
And  then  ePiablifh'd  his  decree, 
Forever  to   remain  the  fame  ; 
Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name. 

10  Who  wifdom's  facred  prize  would  win, 
Mull  with  the  fear  of  God  begin  ; 
Immortal  praife  and  heav'nly  fkill 
Have  they  who  know  and  do  his  will. 

Psalm    CXII.     Long  Metre* 
HALLELUJAH. 

1  r  i  iHAT  roan  is  bleft  who  {lands  ia  awe 

JL      Of  God,   and  loves  his  facred  law  : 

2  His  feed  on  earth  (hall  be  renown'd, 
And  with  fucceflive  honours  crown'd. 

3  His  houfe,  the  feat  of  wealth,  fhall  be 
An  inexhaufted  treafury  ; 

His  juflice,  free  from  all  decay, 
Shall  bleffings  to  his  heirs  convey. 

4  The  foul  that's  filFd  with  virtue's  light, 
Shines  brighteft  in  affliction's  night  ; 
To  pity  the  diftrefs'd  inclin'd, 

A6  well  as  juft  to  all  mankind. 

5  His  lib'ral  favours  he  extends, 

To  fome  he  gives,  to  others  lends  : 
Yet,  what  his  charity  impairs, 
Jrle  favea  by  prudence  in  affairs. 

6  Befet  with  threat'ning  dangers  round, 
Unmov'd  fhall  he  maintain  his  ground  ; 
The  fweet  remembrance  of  the  juft 
Shall  flourish  when  he  deeps  in  duft. 

7  HI  tidings  never  can  furprife 

His  heart,  that,  fix'd,  on  God  relies  : 
S   On  fafety's  rock  he  fits,  and  fees 
The  fhipwreck  of  his  enemies. 


PSALM    CXIII.  209 

f  His  hands,  while  they  his  alms  beftow'd, 
His  glory's  future  harveft  fow'd, 
Whence  he  fhall  reap  wealth,  fame,  renown* 
A  temp'ral  and  eternal  crown. 

10  The  wicked  fhall  his  triumph  fee, 
And  gnafh  their  teeth  in  agony  j 
While  their  unright'ous  hopes  decay, 
And  vanifh  with  themfelves  away. 

Psalm  CXIII.     Particular  Metre. 

1  "\7"E  faints  and  fervants  of  the  Lord, 

X     The  triumphs  of  his  name  record  ; 

2  His  facred  name  forever  blefs. 

3  Where'er  the  circling  fun  difplays 
His  rifing  beams  or  fetting  rays, 

Due  praife  to  his  great  name  addrefs. 

4  God  through  the  world   extends  his  fway  ; 
The  regions  of  eternal  day 

But  fhadows  of  his  glory  are. 

5  To  him,  whofe  Majefty  excels, 

Who  made  the  Heav'n  in  which  he  dwells*. 
Let  no  created  pow'r  compare. 

6  Though  'tis  beneath  his  ftate  to  view 
In  higheft  Heav'n  what  angels  do, 

Yet  he  to  earth  vouchfafes  his  care  : 
He  takes  the  needy  from  his  cell, 
Advancing  him  in  courts  to  dwell, 

Companion  to  the  greateft  there. 

7  When  childlefs  families  defpair, 
He  fends  the  bleffing  of  an  heir, 

To  refcue  their  expiring  name  : 
Makes  her  that  barren  was  to  bear. 
And  joyfully  her  fruit  to  rear  : 

Q  then  extol  his  matchkfs  farce  \ 

S    o. 


aio        PSALM    CXIV. 


Psalm    CXIV.     Long  Metre, 

1  -TTTTHEN  Ifr'el,  by  th'  Almighty  led, 

V  V    (  Enrich'd  with  their  opprefTors'  fpoil) 
From  Egypt  march'd,  and  Jacob's  feed 
From  bondage  in  a  foreign  foil  ; 

2  Jehovah,  for  his  relidence, 

Chofe  out  imperial  Judah's  tent, 
Kis  manfion  royal,  and  from   thence 
Through  Ifr'el's  camp  his  orders  fent. 

3  The  diftant  fea  with  terror  faw, 

And  from  th'  Almighty's  prefence  fled  j 
Old  Jordan's  ftreams,  furpris'd  with  awe, 
Retreated  to  their  fountain's  head. 

4  The  taller  mountains  fkipp'd,  like  rams 

When  danger  near  the  fold  they  hear  ; 
The  hills  fkipp'd  after  them  like  lambs 
Affrighted  by  their  leader's  fear. 

^   O  fea,  what  made  your  tide  withdraw, 
And  naked  leave  your  oozy  bed  i 
Why,  Jordan,  againlt  nature's  law, 

Recoil'ft  thou  to  thy  fountain's  head  ? 

6  Why,  mountains,  did  ye  fkip  like  rams 

When  danger  does  approach  the  fold  ? 
Why  after  you  the  hills,  like  lambs, 

When  they  their  leader's  flight  behold  ? 

7  Earth  tremble  on  :  Well  may'ft  thou  fear 

Thy  Lord  and  Maker's  face  to  fee  : 
When  Jacob's  awful  God  draws  near, 
'Tis  time  for  earth  and  feas  to  flee. 
$  To  flee  from  God,  who  nature's  law 
Confirms  and  cancels  at  his  will  ; 
Who  fprings  from  flinty  rocks  can  draw, 
And  thirfty  vales  with  water  fill. 


PSALM    CXV.  2ii 

Psalm    CXV.     Common  Metre. 

1  '        ORD,  not  to  us,  we  claim  no  (hare, 
I    a      But  to  thy  facred  name 

Give  glory,  for  thy  mercy's  fake, 
And  truth's  eternal  fame,. 

2  Why  mould  the  heathen  cry,  Where's  now 

The  God  whom  we  adore  ? 

3  Convince  them  that  in  Heav'n  thou  art, 

And  uncontrol'd  thy  pow'r. 

4  Their  gods  but  gold  and  filver  are, 

The  works  of  mortal  hands  ; 

5  With  fpeechlefs  mouth,  and  fightlefs  eyes. 

The  molten  idol  ftands. 

6  The  pageant  has  both  ears  and  nofe, 

But  neither  hears  nor  fmells  ; 

7  Its  hands  and  feet  nor  feel,  nor  move  ; 

No  life  within  it  dwells. 

8  Such  fenfelefs  flocks  they  are,  that  we 

Can  nothing  like  them  find  ; 

But  thofe  who  on  their  help  rely, 

And  them  for  gods  defign'd. 

9  O  IiVel,  make  the  Lord  your  truft, 

Who  is  your  help  and  fhield  ; 

10  Prielts,  Levites,  truft  in  him  alone, 

Who  only  help  can  yield. 

11  Let  all  who  truly  fear  the  Lord, 

On  him  their  fear  rely  ; 
Who  them  in  danger  can  defend, 

And  all  their  wants  fnpply. 
12,  13   Of  us  he  oft  has  mindful  been, 

And  Ifr'el  6  houfe  will  blefs  ; 
Priefts,  Levites,  profelytes,  ev5n  a!! 

Who  his  great  name  confefs, 


2if         PSALM    CXVL 

14  On  you,  and  on  your  heirs  he  will 

Increafe  of  bleflings  bring  : 

15  Thrice  happy  you,  who  fav'rites  arc 

Of  this  almighty  King. 

16  Heav'n's  higheft  orb  of  glory,  h'e> 

His  empire's  feat  defign'd  ; 
And  gave  this  lower  globe  of  earth 
A  portion  to  mankind. 

17  They  who  in  death  and  filence  fleef> 

To  him  no  praife  afford  : 

18  But  we  will  blefs  forevermore 

Our  ever-living  Lord. 

Psalm    CXVL    Common  Metre. 

1  "IV /fY   foul  with  grateful  thoughts  of  love 
JLVX      Entirely  is  poffeft, 

Becaufe  the  Lord  vouchfaf'd  to  he3r 
The  voice  of  my  requeft. 

2  Since  he  has  now  his  ear  inclin'd,, 

I  never  will  defpair  ; 
But  ftill  in   all  the  ilraits  of  life 
To  him  addrefs  my  pray'r. 

3  With  deadly  forrows  compafs'd1  round,. 

With  pains  of  hell  opprefs'd  ; 
When  troubles  feiz'd  my  aching  heart. 
And  anguifh  rack'd  my  bread  : 

4  On   God's  almighty  name  I  call'd, 

And  thus  to  him  I  pray'd  ; 
"  Lord,  I  befeech  thee,   lave  my  foul, 
With  forrows  quite  difmay'd  :" 

5,  6   How  juft  and  merciful  is  God  ! 
How  gracious  is  the  Lord  ! 
Who  faves  the  harmlcfs,  and  to  me 
Dots  timely  help   afford. 


PSALM    CXVI.         21  j 

7  Then  free  from  penfive  cares,  my  foul 

Refume  thy  wonted  reft  ; 
For  God  has  wond'roufly  to  thee 
His  bount'ous  love  expreft. 

8  When  death  alarm'd  me,  he  remov'd 

My  dangers  and  my  fears  : 
My  feet  from  falling  he  fecur'd, 
And  dry'd  my  eyes  fi'om  tears. 

9  Therefore  my  life's  remaining  years, 

Which  God  to  me  fhall  lend, 
Will  I  in  praifes  to  his  name, 
And  in  his  fervice  fpend. 

lo,  II   In  God  I  trufted,  and  of  him 
In  greateft  (traits  did  boaft  ; 
For  in  my  flight  all  hopes  of  aid 
From  faithlefs  men  were  loft  : 
12,  13  Then  what  return  to  him  fhall  I 
For  all  his  goodnefs  make  ? 
I'll  praife  his  name,  and  with  glad  zeal 
The  cup  of  bleffing  take. 

14,  15  I'll  pay  my  vows  amongft  his  faints, 
Whofe  blood,  howe'er  defpis'd 
By  wicked  men,  in  God's  account 
Is  always  highly  priz'd. 
16  By  various  ties,  O  Lord,  muft  I 
To  thy  dominion  bow, 
Thy  humble  handmaid's  fon  before, 
Thy  ranfom'd  captive  now. 

17,  18  To  thee  I'll  ofF'rings  bring  of  praife  j 

And  while  I  blefs  thy   name, 
The  juft  performance  of  my  vows 

To  all  thy  faints  proclaim. 
1$  They  in  Jerufalem  fhall  meet, 

And  in  thy  houfe  fhall  join* 


ii4   PSALM  CXVII,  CXVI1I. 

To  blefs  thy  name  with  one  confent, 
And  mix  their  fongs  with  mine. 

Psalm    CXVII.     Common  Metre. 

1  XX TITH  cheerful  notes  let  all  the  earth 

V  V        To  Heav'n  their  voices  raife, 
Let  all,  infpir'd  with  godly  mirth, 
Sing  folemn  hymns  of  praife. 

2  God's  tender  mercy  knows  "no  bound, 

His   truth  mall  ne'er  decay  ; 
Then  let   the  willing  nations  round, 
Their  grateful  tribute  pay. 

Psalm    CXVIII.     Common  Metre. 

1  r^%  PRAISE  the  Lord,  for  he  is  good, 

2  V^/      His  mercies  ne'er  decay  : 
That  his  kind  favours  ever  laft, 

Let  thankful  Ifr'el  fay. 
3,  4  Their  fenfe  of  his  eternal  love, 
Let   Aaron's  houfe  exprefa  ; 
And  that  it  never  fails,  let  all 
That  fear  the  Lord  confefs. 

5  To  God  I  made   my  humble  moan, 

With  troubles  quite  oppreft  ; 
And   he  releas'd  me  from   my  ftraits, 

And  granted   my  requeft. 
Since  therefore  God  does  on  my  fide 

So  gracioufly  appear, 
Why  fhould  the  vain  attempts  of  men 

PoiTefs  my  foul  with  fear  ? 

7  Since  God  with  thofe  that  aid  my  caufe 
Vouchfafes  my  part  to  take, 
To  all  my  foes,  I  need  not  doubt, 
A  juft  return  to  make. 


PSALM    CXVIII.        21s 

3,  9  For  better  'tis  to  truft  in  God, 
And  have  the  Lord  our  friend, 
Than  on  the  greateft  human  pow'r 
For  fafety  to  depend. 

io,  ii   Though  many  nations  clofely  leagued, 
Did  oft  befet  me  round  : 
Yet,   by  his  boundlefs  pow'r  fuflain'd, 
I  did  their  itrength  confound. 

12  They  fwarm'd  like  bees,  and  yet  their  rage 

Was  but  a  fhort-liv'd  blaze  ; 
For  while  on  God  I  ft  ill  reli'd, 
I  vanquifh/d  them  with  eafe. 

13  When  all  united  prefs'd  me  hard, 

In  hopes  to  make  me  fall, 
The  Lord  vouchfaf'd  to  take  my  part, 

And  fav'd  me  from  them  all. 
14.  The  honour  of  my  ftrange  efcape 

To  him  alone  belongs  ; 
He  is  my  Saviour  and  my  ftrength, 

He  only  claims  my  fongs. 

15  Joy  fills  the  dwelling  of  the  juft, 

Whom  God  has  fav'd  from  harm  ; 
For  wond'rous  things  are  brought  to  pafs 
By  his  almighty  arm. 

16  He,  by  his  own  refiftlefs  pow'r, 

Has  endlefs  honour  won  ; 
The  faving  ftrength  of  his  right  hand, 
Amazing  works  has  done. 

17  God  will  not  fuffer  me  to  fall, 

But  ftill  prolongs  my  days  ; 
That  by  declaring  all  his  works, 
I  may  advance  his  praife. 


2i6        PSALM    CXVIIL 

1 8  When  God  had  forely  me  chaftis'd, 

'Till  quite  of  hopes  bereav'd, 
His  mercy  from  the  gates  of  death 
My  fainting  life  repriev'd. 

19  Then  open  wide  the  temple  gates, 

To  which  thejuft  repair, 
That  I  may  enter  in,  and  praife 

My  great  Deliv'rer  there. 
20,  21    Within  thofe  gates  of  God's  abode, 

To  which   the  righteous  prefs, 
Since  thou  haft  heard,  and  fet  me  fafe, 

Thy  holy  name  I'll  blefs. 

22,  23  That  which  the  builders  once  refus'd, 
Is  now  the  corner  ftone  ; 
This  is  the  wond'rous  work  of  God, 
The  work  of  God  alone. 
24,  25  This  day  is  God's  ;  let  all  the  land 
Exalt  their  cheerful  voice  : 
Lord,  we  befeech  thee,  fave  us  now, 
And  make  us  ftili  rejoice. 

26  Him  that  approaches  in  God's  name, 

Let  all  th'  aflembly  blefs  ; 
'*  We  that  belong  to  God's  own  houfc 
"  Have  wilh'd  you  good  fuccefs." 

27  God  is  the  Lord,  through  whom  we  all 

Both  light  and  comfort  find  ; 
Fad  to  the  altar's  horns  with  cords 
The  chofen  victim  bind. 

28  Thou  art  my  Lord,  O  God,  and  ftill 

I'll  praife  thy  holy  name  ; 
Becaufe  thou  only  art  my  God, 
I'll  celebrate  thy  fame. 


PSALM    CXIX.  ii7 

2o  O  then  with  me  give  thanks  to  God, 
Who  ftilldoes  gracious  prove  ; 
And  let  the  tribute  of  our  piaife 
Be  endlefs  as  his   love. 

Psalm    CXIX.     Common  Metre, 
A  L  E  P  H. 

1  "     TTOW  blefs'd  are  they  who  always  keep 
X  jL     The  pure  and  perfect  way  ! 

Who  never  from  the  faeied  paths 
Of  God's  commandments  ftray  ! 

2  Thrice  blefs'd  !   who  to  his  righteous  laws 

Have   ftill  obedient  been  ; 
And  have  with  fervent,  humble  zeal 
His  favour  fought  to  win. 

3  Such  men  then*  utmoft  caution  ufe 

To  fhun  each  wicked  deed  ; 
But  in  the  path  which  he  directs 
With  conftant  care  proceed. 

4  Thou  ftri&ly  haft  enjoin'd  us,  Lord, 

To  learn  <hy  facred  will  ; 
And  all  our  diligence  employ 
Thy  ftatutes  to  fulfil. 

5  O  then  that  thy  moil  holy  will 

Might  o'er  my  ways  prefide  I 
And  I  the  courfe  of  all  my  life 
By   thy   direction  guide! 

6  Then   witri  affurance  mould  I  walk, 

From  all  confufion  free  ; 
Convinced,  with  joy,  that  all  my  ways 
With  thy  commands  agree. 

f  My  upright  heart  (hall  my  glad  mouth 
With  cheerful  praifes  fill  ; 
When  by  thy  righteous  judgments  taught, 
I  fhali  have  learnt  thy  will. 
T 


1*1  PSALM    CXIX. 

S  So  to  thy  facred  law  ftiall  I 
All  due  obfervance  pay  : 
O  then  forfake  me   not,  my  God, 
Nor  call  me  quite  away. 

BETH. 

9  How  mall  the  young  preferve  their  ways, 
From  all  pollution    free  ? 
By  making   tlill  their  courfe  of  life 
With  thy  commands  agree, 
io  With  hearty  zeal  for  thee  I  feek, 
To  thee  for  fuccour  pray  ; 
O  fufftr  not  my  carelefs   fteps 
From  thy  right  paths  to  ftray. 

11  Safe  in  my  heart,   and   clofely  hid, 

Thy  word,  my  treafure,  lies  ; 
To  fuccour  me  with  timely  aid, 
When  finful  thoughts  arife. 

12  Secur'd  by  that,  my  gratefuF  foul 

Shall  ever  blcfs  thy  name  : 
O  teach  me  then  by  thy  juft  laws 
My  future  life  to  frame. 

13  My  lips,  unlock'd  by  pious  zeal, 

To  others  have  declar'd, 
How  well  the  judgments  of  thy  mouth 

Deferve  our   bed  regard. 
14.  While  in  the  way  of  thy  commands 

More  folid  joy  1   found, 
Than  had  I   been  with  vaft  increafe 

Of  envy'd  riches  crown'd. 

K  Therefore  thy  jnft  and  upright  laws 
Shall  always  fill  my  mind, 
And  thofe  found  rules  which  thou  prefcrib' 
All  due  refpeft  (hall  find. 


PSALM    CXIX.  2T9 

t6  To  keep  thy  ftatutes  undefae'd 
Shall  be    my  conftant  joy  ; 
The  ftri&  remembrance  of  thy  word 
Shall  all  my  thoughts  employ. 

G  I  M  E  L. 

17  Be  gracious  to  thy  fervant,  Lord, 

Do  thou  my  life  defend, 
That  I  according  to  thy  word 
My  time  to  come  may  fpend. 

18  Enlighten  both  my  eyes  and  mind, 

That  fo  I  may  difcern 
The  wond'rous  things  which  they  behold* 
Who  thy  juft  precepts  learn. 

19  Though  like  a  ftranger  in  the  land, 

From  place  to  place  I  ftray, 
Thy  righteous  judgments  from  my  fight, 
Remove  not  thou  away. 

20  My  fainting  foul  is  almoft  pin'd, 

With  earnefl:  longings  fpent  ; 
W^hile  always  on  the  eager  fearch 
Of  thy  juft  will  intent. 

21  Thy  (harp  rebuke  mall  crufh  the  proud, 

Whom  (till  thy  curfe  purfues  ; 
Since  they  to  walk  in  thy  right  ways 
Prefumptuoufly    refufe. 

22  But  far  from  me  do  thou,   O  Lord, 

Contempt  and  fhame  remove  ; 
For  I  thy  facred  laws  affedt 
With   undiffembled  love. 

23  Though  princes  oft,  in  counfel  metj 

Againft  thy  fervant   fpake  ; 

Yet   I   thy    ftatutes   to    obferve, 

My  conftant  bufinefs  make. 


220         PSALM    CXIX. 

24  For  thy  commands  have  always  been 

My  comfort  ana*  delight  ; 
By  them  I  learn,   with  prudent  care, 
To  guide  my  fteps  aright. 

D  A  L  E  T  H. 

25  My  foul,   opprefs'd  with  deadly  care, 

Clofe  to  the  duft  does  cleave  ; 
Revive  me,    Lord,  and  let  me  now 
Thy  promis'd  aid  leceive. 

26  To  thee  I  ftill  dtclar'd  my  ways, 

And  thou  inclin'ft  thine  ear  ; 
O  teach  me  then  my  future  life 
By  thy  juft  laws  to  fteer. 

27  If  thou  wilt  make  me  krrow  thy  laws, 

And  by   thy   guidance   walk, 
The  wond'rous  works  which  thou  haft  donea 
Shall  be   my  conftant  talk. 

28  But,   fee  my  foul  within  me  finks, 

Prefs'd  down  with  weighty  care  ; 
Do  thou,  according  to  thy  word, 
My  wafted   ftrength  repair. 

29  Far,  far  from  me  be  all  falfe  ways, 

And  lying  arts   remov'd  ! 
But  kindly  grant  I  ftill  may  keep 
The  path  by  thee  approv'd. 

30  Thy  faithful  ways,   thou  God  of  truth. 

My  happy  choice  I've  made  ; 
Thy  judgments,  as  my  rule  of  life, 
Before  me  always  laid. 

31  My  care  has  been  to  make  my  life 

With  thy  commands  agree  ; 
O  then  preferve  thy  fervant,  Lord, 
From  (hame  aod  ruin  free*. 


PSALM    CXIX,         221 

32  So  in  the  way  of  thy  commands 

Shall  I  with  pleafure  run, 
And  with  a  heart  enlatg'd  with  joy, 
Succefsfully  go  on. 

H  E. 

33  Inftru&  me  in  thy  ftatutes,  Lord, 

Thy  righteous  paths  difplay  ; 
And  I  from  them,  through  all  my  life^ 
Will  never  go  aftray. 

34  If  thou  true  wifdom  from  above 

Wilt  gracioufly  impart, 
To  keep  thy  perfect  laws  I  will 
Devote  my  zealous  heart. 

35  Direct  me  in  the  facred  ways 

To  which  thy  precepts  lead  ; 
Becaufe  my  chief  delight  has  been 
Thy  righteous  paths  to  tread. 

36  Do  thou  to  thy  mod  juft  commands 

Incline  my  willing  heart  : 
Let  no  defire  of  worldly  wealth 
From  thee  my  thoughts  divert. 

37  From  thofe  vain  objects  turn  my  eyes, 

Which  this  falfe  wot  Id  difplays  ; 
But  give  me  lively  povv'r  and  ilrength 
To  keep  thy  righteous  ways. 

38  Confirm  the  promife  which  thou  mad'u% 

And  give  thy  fervant  aid, 
Who  to  tranfgrefs  thy  facred  laws 
Is    awfully    afraid. 

39  The  foul  difgrace  I  juftly  fear, 

In   mercy,    Lord,    remove  ; 
For  all  the  judgments  thou  ordain'fl 
Are  full  of  grace  and  love. 
T  2 


222        PSALM    CXIX. 

40  Thou  know'ft  bow  after  thy  commands 

My  longing  heart  does  pant  ; 

O  then  make  hafte  to  raife  me  up, 

And  promis'd  fuccour  grant. 

V  A  U. 

41  Thy  conftant  bleffing,  Lord,  beflowv 

To  cheer  my  drooping  heart  ; 
To  me,  according  to  thy  word, 
Thy  faving  health  impart. 

42  So  (hall  I,  when  my  foes  upbraid, 

This  ready  anfwer  make  ; 
"  In  God  I  truft,  who  never  will 
"  His  faithful  promife    break." 

43  Then  let  not  quite  the  word  of  truth- 

Be  from  my    mouth  remov'd  ; 
Since  (till  my  ground  of  ftedfaft  hope 
Thy  juft  decrees  have  prov'd. 

44  So  I  to  keep  thy  righteous  laws, 

Will  all  my  ftudy  bend  ; 
From  age  to  age,  my  time  to  come 
In  their  obfervance  fpend. 

45  Ere  long  I  truft  to  walk  at  large, 

From  all  incumbrance  {\ee  ; 

Since   I  refolve  to  make  my  life 

With  thy  Commands  agree. 

46  Thy  laws  fhall  be  my  conftant  talk  5 

And   princes  fhall  attend, 
While  I  the  juftice  of  thy  ways 
With  confidence  defend. 

47  My  longing  heart  and  ravinVd  foul 

Shall  both  o'erftow  with  joy, 
When  in  thy  lov'd  commandments  I 
My  happy  hours  employ. 


-PSALM    CXIX.         223 

48  Then  will  I  to  thy  juft  decrees 

Lift  up  my  willing  hands  ; 
My  care  and  bus'nefs  then  (hall  be 
To  ftudy  thy  commands. 

Z  A  I  N. 

49  According  to  thy  promis'd  grace, 

Thy  favour,   Lord,  extend  ; 
Make  good  to  me  the  word,  on  which 

Thy  fervant's  hopes  depend. 
go  That  only  comfort  in  diftrefs, 

Did  all  my  griefs  control  ; 
Thy  word,  when  troubles  hemm'd  me  round, 

Reviv'd  my  fainting  foul. 

£1   Infulting  foes  did  proudly  mock, 
And  all  my  hopes  deride  ; 
Yet,  from  thy  law,  not  all  their  feoffs 
Could  make  me  turn  afide. 

52  Thy  judgments  then,  of  ancient  date, 

I  quickly  call'd  to  mind, 
Till,  ravifh'd  with  fuch  thoughts,  my  foul 
Did  fpeedy  comfort  find. 

53  Sometimes  I  (land  amaz'd,   like  one 
With  deadly  horror    ftruck, 

To  think  how  all  my  finful  foes 
Have  thy juft  laws  forfook. 

54  But  I  thy  ftatutts  and  decrees 

My  cheerful  anthems  made  ; 
While  through  ftrange  lands, and  deferts  wild, 
I  like  a  pilgrim   Itray'd. 

55  Thy  name,  that  cheer'd  my  heart  by  day, 

Has  fill'd  my  thoughts  by  night  ; 
I  then  refolv'd,  by  thy  juft  laws, 
To  guide  my  fteps  aright. 


*24         PSALM    CXIX. 

56  That  peace  of  mind,  which  has  ray  foul 

In  deep  diftrefs  fuftain'd, 
By  Arid  obedience  to  thy   will 
I    happily    obtain'd. 

C  H  E  T  H. 

57  O  Lord,  ray  God,  ray  portion  thou, 

And  Cure  pofTeflion    art  ; 

Thy  words  1  rtedfadly  refolve 

To  treafure  in   my  heart. 

58  With  ail  the  ftrength  of  warm  defires 

I   did  thy  grace  implore  ; 
Difclofe,  according  to  thy  word, 
Thy  mercy's  boundlefs  ftore. 

59  With  due  reflection  and  ftrift  care 

On   all  my  ways  I   thought  ; 
And  fo,  reclaimed  to  thy  jtift  paths, 
My  wand'ring  fteps  1  brought. 

60  I  Ioit  no  time,   but  made  great  hafte, 

Refolv'd,  without  dtlay, 
To  watch,    that  I  might  never  more 
From  thy  commandments  (tray. 

6t   Though  num'rous  troops  of  finful  men 
To  rob  me   have   combin'd  ; 
Yet  I  thy  pure  and  righteous  laws 
Have  ever   kept  in   mind. 
62    In   dead   of  night  I  will  arife 
To  fing  thy  fulemn  praife  ; 
Convinc'd  how  much  I  always  ought 
To  love  thy   righteous  ways. 

i>3  To  fuch  as  fear  thy  holy  name, 
Myftlf  I  clofely  join  ; 
To  all  who  their  obedient   wills 
To   thy  command   refign.. 


PSALM    CXIX.         225 

64  O'er  all  the  earth  thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Abundantly  is  ftied  ; 
O  make  me  then  exactly  leara 
Thy  facred  paths  to  tread* 

T  E  T  H. 

6$  With  me,  thy  fervant,  thou  haft  dealt 
Moll  gracioufly,   Q  Lord,. 
Repeated  benefits  beftow'd, 
According  to   thy   word. 

66  Teach  me  the  facred  /kill  by  which 

Right  judgment  is  attain'd, 
Who  in  belief  of  thy  commands 
Have  ftedfaftly  remain'cL 

67  Before  affliction  ftopp'd  my  courfe* 

My  footfteps  went   aftray  ; 
But  I  have  fince  been  difciplin'd 
Thy  precepts  to  obey. 

68  Thou  art,  O  Lord,  fupremely  good3 

And  all  thou  doft  is  fo  ; 
On  me,  thy  ftatutes  to  difcern,. 
Thy  faving  (kill  beftow. 

69  The  proud  have  forg'd  malicious  lies* 

My  fpotlefs  fame  to  ftain  ; 
But  my  fix'd  heart,  without  referve, 
Thy  precepts  fhall  retain  ; 

70  While  pamper'd  they  with  profp'rous  Ills* 

In  fenfual  pleafures  live, 
My  foul  can  relifh  no  delight, 
But  what  thy  precepts  give. 

71  'Tis  good  for  me  that  I  have  felt 

Affliction's  chaft'ning  rod, 
That  I  might  duly  learn  and  keep. 
The  iiatutes  of  my  God. 


2i6        PSALM    CXIX. 

72  The  law  that  from  thy  mouth  proceeds 

Of  more   efteem  I  hold, 
Than  untouched  mines,  than  thoufand  mines 
Of  filver  and  of  gold. 

J   O   D. 

73  To  me,  who  am  the  workmanfhi'p 

Of  thy  almighty  hands, 
The  heav'nly  underftanding  give 
To  learn  thy  juft  commands. 

74  My  prefervation  to  thy  faints 

Strong  comfort   will    afford, 
To  fee  fuccefs  attend  my  hopes, 
Who  trufted  in  thy  word. 

75  That  right  thy  judgments  are,  I  now 

By  fare  experience  fee  ; 
And  that  in  faithfulnefs,  O  Lord, 
Thou  haft   affliaed   me. 

76  O  let  thy  tender  mercy   now 

Afford  me  needful  aid  ; 
According  to  thy  promife,    Lord, 
To  me. thy  fervant  made. 

77  To  rae  thy  faving  grace  reftore, 

That  I  again  may  live  ; 
Whofe  foul  can  relifli  no  delight 
But  what  thy  precepts  give. 

78  Defeat  the  proud,  who,  unprovok'd, 

To  ruin  me  have  fought, 
Who  only  on  thy  facred  laws 
Employ  my  harmlefs  thought. 

79  Let  thofe  that  fear  thy  name  efpoufe 

My  caufe,   and  thofe  alone 
Who  have,  by  ftrict  and  pious  fearchj 
Thy  facred  precepts  known. 


PSALM    CXIX.  2 

So  In  thy  bleft  ftatutes  let  my  heart 
Continue  always  found, 
That  guilt  and  fhame,  the  tinner's  lot, 
May  never  me  confound. 

C  A  P  H. 

Si   My  foul  with  long  expe&ance  faints 
To  fee  thy  faying  grace  : 
Yet  (till  on  thy  unerring   word 
My  confidence  I  place. 
$2   My  very  eyes  confutne  and  fail 
With. waiting  for  thy  word  : 
O  !    when  wilt  thou  thy  kind  relief 
And  promis'd  aid  affoid  ? 

83  My  fkin  like  fhrivcl'd  parchment  fliows, 

That  long  in  fmoke  is  fet  ; 
Yet  no  affliction   me  can  force 
Thy  ilatutes  to  forget. 

84  How  many  days  mult  I  endure 

Of  forrovv  and   diftrefs  ? 
•     When  wilt  thou  judgment  execute 
On  them  who  me  opprcfs  ? 

85  The  proud  have  digg'd  a  pit  for  rr.e, 

Who  have  no  other  foes, 

But  fuch  as  are  averfe  to  thee, 

And  thy  juft  laws  oppofe. 

86  With  right  and  truth's  eternal  laws 

All  thy  commands  agree  ; 
Men  perfecute  me  without  caufe, 
Thou,  Lord,  my  helper  be. 

87  With  clofe  deiigns  again  ft  my  life 

They  had  almoft  prevail'd, 
But  in  obedience  to  thy  will 
Mv  dutv  never  faii'd. 


228        PSALM    CXIX. 

88  Thy  wonted  kindnefs,   Lord,  reftorc, 

My  drooping  heart  to  cheer  ; 
That  by  thy  righteous   (tatutes,   I 
My  life's  whole  courfe  may  fteer. 

LAMED. 

89  Forever,    and  forever,    Lord, 

Unchang'd  thou  doft   remain  ; 
Thy  word,   eftablifh'd  in  the  Heav'ns, 
Does  all  their  orbs  fuitain. 

90  Through  circling  ages,   Lord,  thy  truth 

Immoveable  fhall  ftand, 
As  doth  the  earth,  which  thou  uphold'ft 
By  thy  almighty  hand. 

91  All  things  the  courfe  by  thee  ordain'd, 

Ev'n  to  this  day  fulfil  ; 
They  are  thy  faithful  fubje&s  all, 
And   fervants  of  thy   will. 

92  Unlefs  thy  facrcd  law   had   been 

My  comfort  and  delight, 

I  mult  have  fainted,  and  expir'd 

In  dark  affliction's  night. 

93  Thy  precepts  therefore  from  my  thought? 

Shall  never,  Lord,  depart  ; 
For  thou  by  them  haft  to  new  life 

Rcftor'd  my  dying   heart. 
94.  As  I  am  thine,   entirely  thine, 

Protect  me,  Lord,   from  harm  ; 
Who  have  thy  precepts  fought  to  know, 

And  carefully   perform. 

95  The  wicked  have  their  ambufh  laid 
My  guiltlefs  life  to  take  : 
But  in  the  midft  of  danger  I 
Thy  word  my  ftudy  make. 


PSALM    CXIX,        22? 

06  I've  feen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below  : 
But  thy  commandments,  like  thyfelf, 
No  change  or  period  know. 

MEM. 

07  The  love  that  to  thy  laws  I  bear, 

No  language  can  difplay  ; 
They  with  frefh  wonders  entertain 

My  raviiVd  thoughts  all  day. 
98   Through  thy  commands  I  wifer  grow 

Than  all  my  fubtle  foes  ; 
For  thy  fure  word  doth  me  direct, 

And  all  my  ways  difpofe. 

gg  From  me  my  former  teachers  now 
May  abler  counfel  take  ; 
Becaufe  thy  facred  precepts  I 
My  conftant  fludy  make. 
joo   In   underftanding  I  excel 
The  fages  of  our  days  ; 
Becaufe  by  thy  unerring  rules 
I   order  all  my  ways. 

101  My  feet  with  care  I  have  refrain'd 
From   ev*ry  finful  way, 

That  to  thy  facred  word  I  might 
Entire  obedience  pay. 

102  I  have  not  from  thy  judgments  ftray'd, 
By  vain  de fires  mifled  ; 

For,  Lord,  thou  haft  inftru&ed  me 
Thy  righteous  paths  to  tread. 

103  How  fweet  are  all  thy  words  to  me  ; 
O  what  divine  repaft  ! 

How  much  more  grateful  to  my  foul; 
Than  honey  to  my  taile, 
U 


2jo         PSAL'M    CXIX. 

104  Taught  by  thy  facred  precepts,  I 
With  heav'nly  fkill  am  bleft, 

Through  which  the  treach'rous  ways  of  fin 
I    utterly   deteft. 

NUN. 

105  Thy  word  is  to  my  feet  a  lamp, 
The  way  of  truth  to  (how  : 

A  watch-light  to  point  out  the  path, 
In  which  I  ought  to  go. 

106  I  fwcar,  and  from  my  folemn  oath 
I'll  never   dart  afide,    ; 

That  in  thy  righteous  judgments  I 
Will   fledfaltly  'abide. 

107  Since  I  with  griefs  am  fo  oppreft, 
That  I  can  bear  no  more  ; 

According  to  thy  word,   do  thou 
My  fainting   foul  reftore. 

108  Let  itill  my  facrifice- of  praife 
With  thee  acceptance  find  ; 

And  in  thy  righteous  judgments,  Lord, 
Inftruct  my  willing  mind. 

109  Though  ghaftly  dangers  me  furround, 
My  foul  they  cannot  awe, 

Nor  with  continual  terrors  keep 
From  thinking  on  thy  law. 

1 10  My  wicked  and  invet'rate  foes 
For  me  their  fnares  have  laid  ; 

Yet  I  have  kept  the  upright  path, 
Nor  from  thy  precepts  ftray'd. 

1 1 1  Thy  teftimonies  I  have  made 
My  heritage  and  choice  ; 

For  they,   when  other  comforts  fail. 
My  drooping  heart  rejoice. 


PSALM    CXIX.         231 

112  My  heart  with  early  zeal  began 
Thy  ftatutes  to   obey  ;    , 

And  till  my  courfe  of  life  is  done 
Shall  keep  thy  upright  way. 

S  A  M  E  C  H. 

113  Deceitful  thoughts  and  practices 
I   utterly  deteft  ; 

But  to  thy  law  affection  bear 
Too  great   to  be  exprefs'd. 

114  My  hiding-place,  my  refuge  tow'r, 
And  fhield  art  thou,  O  Lord  ; 

I  firmly  anchor  all  my  hopes    ' 
On  thy  unerring  word. 

115  Hence  ye  that  trade  in  wickednefs, 
Approach  not  my  abode  ; 

For  firmly  I  refolve  to  keep 
The  precepts  of  my  God. 

116  According  to  thy  gracious  word, 
From  danger  fet  me  free  ; 

Nor  make  me  of  thofe  hopes  afham'd, 
That  I  repofe  on  thee. 

117  Uphold- me,  fo  mall  I  be  fafe, 
And  refcu'd  from  diftrefs  ; 

To  thy  decrees  continually 
My  juft  refpeft  addrefs. 

118  The  wicked  thou  haft  trod  to  earthy 
Who  from  thy  ftatutes  ftray'd  ; 

Their  vile  deceit  the  juft  reward 
Of  their  own  falfehood  made. 

I   119  The  wicked  from  thy  holy  land 
Thou  doll  like  drofs  remove  ; 

kl  therefore  with  fuch  juftice  charmed. 
Thy  teftimonies  love. 


232        PSALM    CXIX. 

120  Yet  with  that  love  they  make  me  dread 
Left  I  mould  fo  offend, 

When  on    tranfgreffors  I  behold 
Thy   judgments  thus  dcfcend. 

A  1  N. 

121  Judgment  and  juftice  I  have  lov'd  ; 
O  therefore,   Lord,  engage 

In  my  defence,  nor  give  me  up 

To  my  oppreffors'  rage. 
322   Do  thou  be  furtty.    Lord,  for  me, 

And  fo  fhall  this  diftrefs 
Prove  good  for  me  ;   nor  fhall  the  proud 

My  guiltlefs  foul  opprefs. 

123  My  eyes,  alas  !   begin  to  fail, 
In  long  expectance  held  ; 

Till  thy  falvation  they  behold, 
And  righteous  word  fulrill'd. 

124  To  me,   thy  fervant  in  diftrefs, 
Thy  wonted  grace   difplay, 

And  difcipline  my  willing  heart, 
Thy  ftatutes  to  obey. 

125  On  me,  devoted  to  thy  fear, 
Thy  facred  fkill  beftow, 

That  of  thy   teftimonies  I 
The  full  extent  may  know. 

126  'Tis  time,  high  time  for  thee,  O  Lord, 
Thy  vengeance  to  employ, 

When  men  with  open  violence 
Thy  facred  law  deftroy. 

127  Yet  their  contempt  of  thy  commands 
But  makes  their   value  rife 

In  my  efteem,  who  pure  ft  gold, 
Compar'd  with  them,  defpife. 


PSALM    CXIX.  23s 

128  Thy  precepts  therefore   I  account, 
In  all  refpe&s,   divine  ; 

They  teach  me  to  difcern  the  right, 
And  all  falfe  ways  decline. 

P  E,      - 

129  The  wonders  which  thy  laws  contain3 
No  wordb  can   reprefent  ; 

Therefore  to  learn  and  pra&ife  them, 
My  zealous  heart  is  bent. 
230  The  very  entrance  to  thy  word 
Celeitial  light  difpkys, 
And  knowledge  of  true  happinefs 
To  fimpleft  minds  conveys. 

131  With  eager  hopes  I   waiting  flood, 
And  fainted  with,  defire, 

That  of  thy  wife  commands  I    might 
The  facred   fkill  acquire. 

132  With  favour,  Lord,  look  down   on  mey 
Who  thy  relief  implore  ; 

As  thou  art  wont  to  vifit  thofe 
That  thy  bleft  name  adore. 

133  Direcled  by  thy  heav'nly  word,. 
Let  all  my  footfteps  be  ; 

Nor  wickednefs  of  any  kind 
Dominion  have  o'er  me. 

134  Releafe,  entirely  fet  me  free 
From  perfecuting  hands, 

That,  unmolefted,  I  may  learn 
And  prattife  thy  commands. 

*35  On  me,  devoted  to  thy  fear, 
Lord,  make  thy  face  to  mine  : 
Thy  ftatutes  both  to  know  and  keep? 
My  heart  with  zeal  incline, 
Vz 


234         PSALM    CXIX. 

136  My  eyes  to  weeping  fountains  turn, 
Whence  briny  rivers  flow, 

To  fee  mankind  againft  thy  laws 
In  bold  defiance  go. 

T  S  A  D  D  I. 

137  Thou  art  the  righteous  Judge,  in  whom 
Wrong'd  innocence  may  truft  ; 

And,  like  thyfelf,  thy  judgments,  Lord, 
In  all   refpe&s  are  juft. 

138  Moft  juft  and  true  thofe  ftatutes  were, 
Whichrthou  didft  firft  decree  ; 

And  all  with  faithfulntfs  perfoim'd, 
Succeeding  times  lhall  fee. 

139  With  zeal  my  flefh  confumes  away, 
My  foul  with  anguifh  frets, 

To  fee  my  foes  contemn  at  once 
Thy   promifes  and  threats. 

140  Yet  each  neglected   word  of  thine, 
Howe'er  by  them  defpis'd, 

Is  pure,  and  for  eternal  truth 
By  me  thy  fervant  priz'd. 

141  Brought,  for  thy  fake,  to  low  eftate, 
Contempt  from  all  I  find  ; 

Yet  no  affronts  or  wrongs  can  drive 
Thy  precepts  from  my  mind. 

142  Thy  lighteoufnefs  fliall  then  endure, 
Wh-!i  time   itfelf  is  pafl  ; 

Thy  law  is  truth  itftlf.  that  truth 
Which  (hall  forever  laft. 

143  Though  trouble,  anguifh,  doubts  and  dread 
fo  c    vpafs  me  unite, 

Befei  with  danger,  ft  ill  I  make 
Thy  precepts  my  delight. 


PSALM    CXIX.         -L3S 

144  Eternal  and    unening  rules 
Thy  teftimonies  give  : 

Teach  me  the  wifdom  that  will  make 
My  foul  forever  live. 

K  O  P  H. 

145  With  my  whole  heart  to  God  I  call'd, 
Lord,   hear  my  earneil  cry  ; 

And  I  thy  ftatutes  to  perform, 
Will  all  my  care  apply. 

146  Again  more  fervently  I  pray'd, 
O  fave  me,  that  I  may 

Thy  testimonies  throughly  know, 
And   lledfaftly  obey. 

147  My  earlier  pray'r  the  dawning  day 
Prevented,    while  I  cry'd 

To  him,   on  whofe  engaging  word 
My  hope  alone  rely'd. 

148  With  zeal  have  I  awak'd  before 
The  midnight  watch  was  fet, 

That  I  of  thy  myfterious  word 
Might  perfect  knowledge  get. 

149  Lord,  hear  my  fupplicating  voice, 
And  wonted  favour  (hew  ; 

O  quicken  me,   and  fo  approve 
Thy  judgments  ever  true. 

150  My  persecuting  foes  advance, 
And  hourly  nearer  draw  ; 

What  treatment  can  I  hope  from  them 
Who  violate  thy  law  ? 

151  Though   they  draw  nigh,  my  comfort  is, 
Thou,   Lord,  art  yet  more  near  ; 

Thou,  whofe  commands  are  righteous  all, 
Thy   promifes  fincere. 


236         PSALM    CXIX. 

152  Concerning  thy  divine  dtcrecs, 
My  foul    has  known  of  ola 

That  they  were  true,   and  (hall  their  trutk 
To  endlcfs  ages  hold. 

R  E  S  C  H. 

153  Confider  my  affliction,   Lord, 
And  me  from   bondage   d;aw  ; 

Think  on  thy  fesvant  in  diftrefs, 
Who  ne'er  fidgets  thy  law. 

154  Plead  thou  my  caufe  ;  to  that  and  me 
Thy  timely  aid  afford  ; 

With  beams  of  mercy  quicken  me, 
According  to  thy  word. 

155  From  harden'd  finners  thou  remov'ft 
Salvation  far   away  : 

*Ti8  jufl  thou  fhould'ft  withdraw  from  them, 
Who  from  thy  ftatutes  ftray. 

156  Since  great  thy  tender  mercies  are 
To  all   who  thee  adore  ; 

According  to  thy  judgments,   Lord, 
My  fainting  hopes  reftore. 

157  A  num'rous  holt  of  fpiteful  foes 
Againft  my  life  combine  ; 

But  all  too  few  to  force   my  foul 
Thy  ftatutes  to  decline. 
J58   Thofe  bold  tranfgrefibrs  I  beheld, 
And  was  with  grief  opprefb'd, 
To  fee  with  what  audacious  pride 
Thy  cov'nant  they  tranfgrcfs'd. 

j 59  Yet  while  they  flight,  confider,  Lord, 
How  I  thy  precepts  love  : 
O  therefore   quicken   me  with  beams 
Of  mercy  from  above. 


PSALM    CXIX.  237 

160  As  from  the  birth  of  time  thy  truth 
Has  held  through  ages  pad, 

So  mall  thy  righteous  judgments,  firm, 
To  endlefs  ages  la  It. 

SCHI  N. 

161  Though  mighty  tyrants,  without  caufe, 
Confpire   my   blood   to   (hed, 

Thy  facred  word   has  puw'r  alone 
To  fill   my   heart   with  dread. 

162  And  yet  that  word  my  joyful  bread 
With  heav'nly  rapture  warms  ; 

Nor  conqueft,   nor  the  fpoils  of  war, 
Have  fuch  tranfporting  charms. 

163  Perfidious  practices  and  lies 
I    utterly    dtteft  ; 

But  to  thy  laws  affV&ion  bear, 
Too    vaft    to  be    exprtlt. 

164  Sev'n  times  a  day,   with  grateful  voice, 
Thy   praifes  I  refound, 

Becaufe  I  find  thy  judgments  all 
With  truth  and  juftice  crown'd. 

165  Secure,  fubftantial  peace  have  they 
Who  truly  love   thy  law  ; 

No  fmiling  mifchief  them  can  tempt, 
Nor  frowning  danger  awe. 

166  For  thy  falvation  I  have  hop'd, 
And  though  fo  long  delay'd, 

With  cheerful  zeal  and  ihicleft  care 
All  thy  commands  obcy'd. 

167  Thy  teftimonies  I  have  kept, 
And  conftantly  obey'd  ; 

Becaufe   the  love  I  bore  to  them, 
Thy  femce  eafy  made. 


238         PSALM    CXIX. 

168  From  ftrict  obfervance  of  thy  laws 
I  never  yet  withdrew  ; 

Convinc'd  that  my  moft  fccret  ways 
Are  open  to  thy  view. 

T  A  U. 

169  To  my  requeft  and  earned  cry 
Attend,  O  gracious  Lord  ; 

Infpire  my  heart  with  heav'nly  fkill, 
According  to  thy  word. 

170  Let  my  repeated  pray'r  at  laft 
Before  thy  throne  appear  ; 

According  to  thy  plighted   word, 
For  my  relief  draw  near, 

171  Then  fhall  my  grateful  lips  return 
The  tribute  of  their  praife, 

When  thou  thy  counfels  haft  reveal'd, 
And  taught  me  thy  juft  ways. 

172  My  tongue  the  praifes  of  thy  word 
Shall   thankfully  refound, 

Becaufe  thy  promifes  are  all 

With  truth  and  jufltce  crown'd. 

173  Let  thy  almighty  arm  appear, 
And  bring  me  timely  aid  ; 

For  I  the  laws  thou  haft   ordain'd, 
My  heart's  free  choice  have  made. 

174  My  foul  has  waited  long  to  fee 
Thy  faving  grace  reltor'd  ; 

Nor  comfort  knew,  but  what  thy  laws, 
Thy  heav'nly  laws  afford. 

175  Prolong  my  life,  that  I  may  fing 
My   great  Reftorer's  praife, 

Whole  juftice  from  the  depth  of  woes 
My  fainting  foul  mall  raife. 


PSALM  CXX,  CXXI.     439 

1 76  Like  fome  loft  fheep  I've  ftray'd  till  I 
Defpair  my  way  to  find  : 
Thou  therefore,  Lord,  thy  fervant  feek, 
Who  keeps  thy  laws  in  mind. 

Psalm    CXX.    Particular  Metre. 

1  T  N  deep  diftrefs  I  oft  have  cry'd 
J.    To  God,  who  never  yet  deny'd 

To  refcue  me,  opprefs'd  with  wrongs  : 

2  Once  more,   O  Lord,  deliv'rance  fend, 
From  lying  lips  my  foul  defend, 

And  from  the  rage  of  fland'ring  tongues.. 

3  What  little  profit  can  accrue, 
And  yet  what  heavy  wrath  is  due, 

0  thou  perfidious  tongue,  to  thee  I 
4.  Thy  fling  upon  thyfelf  (hall  turn  ; 

Of  lafting  flames  that  fiercely  burn, 
The  conftant  fuel  thou  (halt  be. 

c;   But  O  !   how  wretched  is  my  doom, 
Who  am  a  fojourner  become 

In  barren  Mefech's  defert  foil  ! 
With  Kedar's  wicked  tents  inclos'd, 
To  lawlefs  favages  expos'd, 

Who  live  on  nought  but  theft  and  fpoil*- 

6  My  haplefs  dwelling  is  with  thofe 
Who  peace  and  amity  oppofe, 

And  pleafure  take  in  others'  harms  : 

7  Sweet  peace  is  all  I  court  and  feek  ; 
But  when  to  them  of  peace  I  fpeak, 

They  ftraight  cry  out,  "To  arms, to  arms." 

Psalm    CXXI.     Common  Metre. 

1    nnO  Sion's  hill  I  lift  my  eyes, 

1  From  thence  expecting  aid  ; 
&  From  Sion's  hill,  and  Sion's  God, 

Who  Heav'n  and  earth  has  made. 


24o         PSALM    CXXII. 

3  Then,  thou,  my  foul,  in  faftty  reft, 

Thy  Guardian   will   not   fleep  ; 

4  His  watchful  care  that  Ifr'cl  guards, 

Will  Ifr'el's  monaich  keep. 

5  Shelter'd  beneath  th'  Almighty's  wings, 

Thou   (halt    fecurely   rtft, 

6  Where  neither  fun  nor  moon  fhall  thee 

By   day   or   night    molcft. 

7  From  common  accidents  of  life 

His  care  (hall  guard  thee  dill  ; 
From  the  blind  ftrokes  of  chance,  and  foes 
That  lie  in  wait  to  kill. 

S  At  home,  abroad,  in  peace,  in  war, 
Thy  God  ftiall    thee  defend  : 
Conduct  thee  through  life's  pilgrimage, 
Safe  to  thy  journey's  end. 

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Psalm    CXXII.    Common  Metre. 

1  /^V  'TWAS  a  joyful  found  to  hear 
K^Jr       Our  tribes  devoutly  fay, 

«*  Up,  Ifr'cl,  to  the  temple  hade, 
And   keep  your  fellal  day." 

2  At   Salem's  courts  we  muft  appear 

With  our  affembltd   pow'rs  ; 

3  In  (bong  and  beauteous  order  rang'd, 

Like  her  united  tow'rs  ; 

4  'Tis  thither,  by  divine  command, 

The  tribes  of  God   repair, 
Before  his  ark  to  celebrate 

His  name  with  praiie   and  pray'r. 

5  Tribunals  (land  ere&ed  there, 

Where  equity  takes  place  : 
There  (land  the  courts  and  palace* 
Of  royal  David's  race. 


PSALM  CXXIII,  CXX1V.  241 

6  O  pray  we  then  for  Salem's  peace, 

.   For  they  (hall  profp'rous  be, 
Thou  holy  city  of  our  God  ! 
Who  bear  true  love  to  thee. 

7  May  peace  within  thy  facred  walls 

A  conftant  gueft  be  found, 
With  plenty  and  profperity" 
Thy  palaces  be  crown'd. 

8  For  ray  dear  brethren's  fake,  and  friends 

No  lefs  than  brethren  dear, 
I'll  pray — may  peace  in  Salem's  tow'rs 
A  conftant  gueft  appear. 

9  But  moft  of  all,   I'll  feek  thy  good, 

And  ever  wifh  thee  well, 
For  Sion  and  the  temple's  {ake, 
Where  God  vouchfafes  to  dwell. 

"Psalm    CXXIII.     Long  Metre. 

1  /~\N  thee,  who  dwell'ft  a&ove  the  ikies, 

2  x_-/    For  mercy  wait  my  longing  eyes  ; 
As  fervants  watch  their  mailers'  hands, 
And  maids  their  miftreffes'  commands. 

3,4  O  then  have  mercy  on  us,  Lord, 
Thy  gracious  aid  to  us  afford  : 
To  us,   whom  cruel  foes  opprefs, 
Grown  rich  and  proud   by  our  diftrefs. 

Psalm    CXXIV.    Common  Metre, 

1  T  T  A  D  not  the  Lord,  may  Ifr'el  fay, 
JLjL      Been  pleas'd  to  interpofe  ; 

2  Had  he  not  then  efpous'd  our  caufe, 

When  men  againft   us  rofe  ; 
3,  4,  5   Their  wrath  had  fwallow'd  us  alive, 
And   rag'd   without  control  ; 
Their  fpite  and  pride's  united   floods 
Had  quite  o'erwhelra'd  our  foul. 
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242        PSALM    CXXV. 

6  But  prais'd  be  our  eternal  Lord, 

Who  refcu'd  us  that  day, 
Nor  to  their  favage  jaws  gave  up 
Our  threaten'd  lives  a  prey. 

7  Our  foul  is  like  a  bird  efcap'd 

From  out  the  fowler's  net  ; 
The  fnare  is  broke,  their  hopes  are  crofs'd, 
And  we  at  freedom  fet. 

8  Secure  in  his  almighty  name, 

Our  confidence  remains, 
Who,  as  he  made  both  Heav'n  and  earth, 
Of  both  fole  monarch  reigns. 

Psalm    CXXV.     Common  Metre, 

I    TXJT  HO  place  on  Sion's  God  their  truft, 
VV       Like  Sion's  Rock  (hall  Hand  j 
Like  her  immoveably  be  fix'd 
By  his  almighty  hand. 
Z  Look  how  the  hills,  on  ev'ry  fide, 
Jerufalem  enclofe  ; 
So  Hands  the  Lord  around  his  faints, 
To  guard  them  from  their  foes. 

3*  The  wicked  may  afflict  the  juft,  * 

But  ne'er  too  long  opprefs, 

Nor  force  him  by  defpair  to  feek 

Bafe  means  for  his  redrefs. 

4  Be  good,  O  righteous  God,  to  thofe, 

Who  righteous  deeds  affec~l  : 
The  heart  that  innocence  retains, 
Let  innocence  protect. 

5  All  thofe  who  walk  in  crooked  paths, 

The  Lord  (hall  foon  deflroy  ; 
Cut  off  th*  unjuft,  but  crown  the  faint5 
With  lading  peace  and  joy. 


PSALM  CXXVI,  CXXVII.  243 

Psalm   CXXVI.     Common  Metre. 

1  TZTHEN  Sion's  God  her  fons  recall'd 

V  V        From   long  captivity, 
It  feem'd  at  firft  a  pleafing  dream 
Of  what  we  wifh'd  to  fee  ; 

2  But  foon  in  uqaccuftom'd  mirth, 

We  did  onr  voice  employ, 
And  fung  our  great  Creator's  praife 
In  thankful  hymns  of  joy. 

Our  heathen  foes  repining  flood, 

Yet  were  compell'd  to  own, 
That  great  and  wond'rous  was  the  work 

Our  God   for  us  hath  done. 

3  'Twas  great,  fay  they,  'twas  wond'rous  great. 

Much  more  mould  we  confefs  ; 
The  Lord  has  done  great  things,  whereof 
We  reap  the  glad  fnccefs. 

4  To  us  bring  back  the  remnant,  Lord, 

Of  Ifr'el's  captive  bands, 
More  welcome  than  refreshing  fhow'rs 
To  parch'd  and  thirfty  lands. 

5  That  we,  whofe  work  commenc'd  in  tears, 

May  fee  our  labours  thrive, 
Till  finifh'd  with  fuccefs,  to  make 
Our  drooping  hearts  revive. 

6  Though  he  defpond  that  fows  his  grain, 

Yet  doubtlefs  he  mail  come 
To  bind  his  full-ear'd  (heaves,  and  bring 
The  joyful  harveft  home. 

Psalm    CXXVII.    Common  Metre. 

I    IITE  build  with  fruitlefs  cofb,  unlefs 
VV       The  Lord  the  pile  fuftain  j 
Unlefs  the  Lord  the  city  keep, 
The  watchman  wakes  in  vain, 


244      PSALM    CXXVIIL 

2  In  vain  we  rife  before  the  day, 

And  late  to   reft   repair  ; 
Allow  no  refpite  to  our  toil, 
And  eat  the  bread  of  care. 

Supplies  of  life,  with  eafe  to  them, 
He  on  his  faints  beftows  ; 
He  crowns  their  labour  with  fuccefs, 
Their  nights  with  found  repofe. 

3  Children,   thofe  comforts  of  our  life, 

Are   prefents  from  the  Lord  ; 
He  gives  a  num'rous  race  of  heirs, 
As   piety's   reward. 

4  As  arrows  in  a  giant's  hand 

When   marching  forth   to  war, 
Ev'n  fo  the  fons  of  fprightly  youth 
Their  parent's  fafeguard   are. 

5  Happy  the  man,   whofe  quiver's  fill'd 

With   thefe  prevailing  arms  ; 
He  need   not  fear  to  meet  his  foe, 
At   law,   or  war's  alarms. 
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Psalm    CXXVIIL     Common  Metre.. 

1  rTT,HE  man  is  bleft,  who  fears  the  Lord, 

JL         Nor  ortly  worfhip   pays, 
But  keeps  his  fteps  confin'd  with  care 
To  his   appointed  ways. 

2  He  (hall  upon  the  fvveet  returns 

Of  his  own   labour   feed  ; 
Without  dependence,  live,  and  fee 
His  wifhes  all  fucceed. 

3  His  wife,   like  a  fair,  fertile  vine, 

Her  lovely  fruit  (hall   bring  ; 
His  children,  like  young  olive  plants, 
About  his  table  fpring. 


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-PSALM  CXXIX.         245 

4,  5  Who  fears  the  Lord,  fhall  profper  thus  ; 
Him  Sion's  God   fhall  blefs  ; 
And  grant  hire  all  his  days  to  fee 

Terufalem's  fuccefs. 

J  % 

6  He  fhall  live  on,  till  heirs  from  hira 
Defcend  with  vail  increafe  : 
Much   blcfs'd  in  his  own  profp'rous  ftate$ 
And  more  in  Ifr'el's  peace. 

Psalm    CXXIX.    Common  'Metre. 

'ROM  my  youth  up,   may  Ifr'el  fay, 
They  oft  have  me  affaiTd, 

2  Reduc'd    me  oft  to  heavy  rtraits, 

But  never  quite  prevail'd. 

3  They  oft  have  pleugh'd  my  patient  back 

With  furrows  deep  and  long  : 

4  But  our  juft  God  has  broke  their  chains, 

And  refcu'd  us  from  wrong. 

5  Defeat,  confnfion,  fhameful  rout 

Be  Hill  the  doom  of  thofe, 
Their  righteous  doom,  who  Sion   hate, 
And  Sion's  God  oppofe. 

6  Like  corn  upon  our  houfes'  tops, 

Untimely  let  them  fade, 
Which  too  much  heat,  and  want  of  root, 
Has  blafted  in  the  blade  : 

7  Which  in  his  arms  no  reaper  takes, 

But  unregarded  leaves  ; 
Nor  binder  thinks  it  worth  his  pains 
To  fold  it  into  fheaves. 

8  No  traveller  that  paffes  by, 

Vouchfafes  a  minute's  flop, 
To  give  it  one  kind  look,  or  crave 
Heav'n's  bleffing  on  the  crop, 
W  2 


246   PSALM  CXXX.CXXXl. 


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Psalm    CXXX.     Short  Metre. 

'ROM  loweft  depths  of  woe 
To  God  I  fend  my  cry  ; 
Lord,   hear  my  fupplicating  voice, 
And   gracioufly  reply. 

3  Should'ft  thou  feverely  judge, 
Who  can  the  trial  bear  ? 

4  But  thou  forgiv'ft,  left  we  defpond 

And  quite  renounce  thy  fear. 

5  My  foul  with  patience  waits 
For  thee,  the  living  Lord  ; 

My  hopes  are  on  thy  promife  built, 
Thy  never-failing  word. 

6  My  longing  eyes  look  out 
For  thy  enliv'ning  ray, 

More  duly  than  the  morning  watch 
To  ipy  the  dawning  day. 

7"       Let  Ifr'el  truft  in  God  ; 

No  bounds  his  mercy  knows  ; 
Trie  plenteous  fource  and  fpring  from  whence 
Eternal  fuccour  flows. 
S        Whofe  friendly  ftreams  to  us 
Supplies  in  want  convey  ; 
A  healing  fpring,  a  fpring  to  cleanfe, 
And  wafh  our  guik  away. 

Psalm  CXXX  I.     Common  Metre-. 

2    jT\   LORD,   I  am  not  prond  of  heart, 
\J      Nor  caft  a  fcornful  eye  ; 
Nor  my  afpiring  thoughts  employ 
In  things  for  me  too  high. 
2  With  infant  innocence,  thou  know'il 
I   have   myfelf  demean'd  ; 
Conpos'd  to  quiet,  like  a  babe 

1        breaft  is  wean'd. 


PSALM    CXXXIL        247 

3   Like  me,  let  Ifr'el  hope  in  Gcd, 
His  aid  alone  implore  ; 
Both  no\v,and  ever  truft  in  him, 
Who  lives- fo'revermore. 


Psalm   CXXXIL     Common  Metre. 

1  X     ET  David,  Lord,  a  conftant  place 
£   ^      In  thy  remembrance  find  ; 

Let  all  the  forrows  he  endur'd, 
Be  ever  in  thy   mind. 

2  Remember  what  a  folemn  oath 

To  thee,  his  Lord,  he  fwore  ; 
How  to  the  mighty  God  he  vow'd* 
Whom  Jacob's  fons  adore. 

3,  4  I  will  not  go  into  my  houfe, 
Nor  to  my  bed  afcend  : 
No  foft  repofe  (hall  clofe  my  eyes, 
Nor  fleep  my  eye-lids  bend  ; 

5  Till  for  the  Lord's  defign'd  abode 

I  mark  the  deftin'd  ground  ; 
Till  I  a  decent  place  of  reft 
For  Jacob's  God  have  found. 

6  Th'  appointed  place,  with  fliouts  of  joy, 

At  Ephrafcah  we   found, 
And  made  the  woods  and  neighb'ring  fields. 
Ooir  glad  applanfe  refound. 

7  O  with  due  rev'rence  let  us  then 

To  his  abode  repair  ; 
And,~  proftrate  at  his  footftool  fall'n, 
Pour  out  our  humble  pray'r. 

8  A  rife,  O  Lord,  and  now  poffefs 

Thy  conftant  place  of  reft  ; 
Be  that,  not  only  with  thy  ark, 
But  with  thy  prefence  bleft. 


24S        PSALM    CXXXIII. 

9,  10  Clothe  thou  thy  priefts  with  righteoufnefs, 
Make  thou  thy  faints  rejoice  : 
And  for  thy  fervant  David's  fake, 
Hear  thy  anointed's  voice. 

1 1  God  fware  to  David  in  his  truth, 

Nor  fhall  his  oath  be  vain, 
One  of  thy  offspring  after  thee 
Upon  thy  throne  (hall  reign  : 

12  And  if  thy  feed  my  cov'nant  keep, 

And  to   my  laws  fubmit  ; 

Their  children  too  upon  thy  throne 

Forevtrmore  fhall  fit. 

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13,  14  For  Sion  does  in  God's  efteent 

AH  other  feats  excel  ; 

His  place  of  everlafting  reft, 

Where  he  defires  to  dwell. 

15,  16   Her  (lore,  fays  he,  I  will  increafe, 

Her  poor  with  plenty  blefs  ; 

Her  faints  fhall  fhout  for  joy,  her  priefts 

My  faving  health  confefs. 

17  There  David's  pow'r  fhall  long  remain 

In    his   fuccefiive  line, 
And  my  anointed  fervant  there 
Shall  with  frefh  luftre  mine. 

18  The  faces  of  his  vanquiftYd  foes 

Confufion    fhall   o'erfpread  ; 
While,  with  confirm'd  fuccefs,  his  crown 
Shall  flourifh  on  his  head. 

Psalm    CXXXIII.    Common  Metre, 

I    T  TOW  vaft  mud  their  advantage  be  ! 
Xjl      How  great  their  plcafure   prove  ! 
Who  live  like  brethren,  and  confent 
In  offices  of  love  ! 


PSALM  CXXXIV,  CXXXV.  249 

2  True  love  is  like  that  precious  oil 

Which,   pour'd  on  Aaron's  head, 
Ran  down  his  beard,  and  o'er  his  robes 
Its  collly  moifture  fried. 

3  'Tis  like  refrefhing  dew,  which  does 

On  Hermon's  top  diflil  ; 
Or  like  the  early  drops  that  fall 
On   Sion's  fruitful  »hill. 

4  For  God  to  all,  whofe  friendly  hearts 

With  mutual  love  abound, 
Has  firmly  promis'd  length   of  days, 
With  conusant   blefiings  crown'd. 

Psalm    CXXXIV.     Common  Metre. 

I    TJ  LESS   God,  ye  fervants  that  attend 
J3     Upon  his  folemn  ftate, 
That  in  his  temple,  night  by   night, 
With  humble  rev'rence  wait  ; 
2,  3  Within  hjs  houfe  lift  up  your  hands, 
And  blefs  his    holy  name  ; 
From  Sion  blefs  thy    Ifr'el,  Lord, 
Who  Heav'n  and  earth  didft  frame. 

Psalm'  CXXXV.     Common  Metre, 

1  f^\  PRAISE  the  Lord  with  one  confent* 
\^F      And  magnify  his  name  : 

Let  all  the  fervants  of  the  Lord 
His  worthy  praife  proclaim. 

2  Praife  him,  all  ye  that  in  his  houfe 

Attend  with  conflant  care  ; 
With  thofe  who  to  his  out  mo  ft  courts 
With  humble  zeal  repair. 

-  3  For  this  0%  trueft  int'reft  is, 

Glad  hymns  of  praife  to  fing  ; 
And  with  loud  fongs  to  blefs  his  name* 
A  moil  delightful  thing. 


250        PSALM    CXXXV. 

4  For  God  his  own  peculiar  choice 

The  fons  of  Jacob  makes  ; 
And  Ifr'ePs  offspring  for  his  own 
Moll  valu'd  treafure  takes. 

5  That  God  is  great,  we  often  have 

By  glad  experience  found  ; 
And  feen  how  he  with  wond'rous  pow'r 
Above  all  gods  is  crown'd. 

6  For  he  with  un  re  lifted   ftrength 

Performs  his  fov' reign  will, 
In   Heav'n  and  earth,  and  wat'ry  ftores 
That  earth's  deep  caverns  fill. 

7  He  raifes  vapours  from  the  ground, 

Which,  poiz'd  in  liquid  air, 
Fall  down  at  laft  in   fhow'rs,  through  whick 
His  dreadful  lightnings  glare  : 

8  He  from  his  ftore-houfe  brings  the  winds  ; 

And  he,  with  vengeful  hand, 
The  firil- born  flew  of  man  and  bead, 
Through  Egypt's  mourning  land. 

9  He  dreadful  figns  and  wonders  fhew'd 

Through  ltubborn  Egypt's  coafts, 
Nor  Pharaoh  could   his  plagues  efcape, 
Nor  all  his  num'rous  hofts. 
10,  1 1    'Twas  he  that  various  nations  fmote, 
And  mighty  kings  fupprefs'd, 
Sihon  and  Og,  and  all  befides, 
Who  Canaan's  land  poffefs'd. 

12,  13   Their  land"  upon  his  chofen  race 
He  firmly  did  entail  ; 
For  which  his  fame  mall  always  laft, 
His  praife  (hall  never  fail. 


PSALM    CXXXVI.       251 

14  For  God  fhall  foon  his  people's  caufe 
With  pitying  eyes  furvey  ; 
Repent  him  of  his  wrath,  and  turn 
His  kindled   rage  away. 

jf  Thofe  idols,  whofe  falfe  worfhip  fpread 
O'er  all  the  heathen  lands, 
Are  made  of  filver  and  of  gold, 
The  work  of  human   hands. 
16,  17  They  move  not  their  fi&itious  tongues. 
Nor  fee  with  polifh'd  eyes; 
Their  counterfeited  ears  are  deaf, 
No  breath  their  mouth  fupplies. 

18  As  fenfelefs  as  themfelves  are  they, 

That  all  their  fkill  apply 
To  make  them,  or  in  dang'rous  times 
On  them  for  aid  rely. 

19  Their  juft  returns  of  thanks  to  God, 

Let  grateful    Ifr'el   pay  : 
Nor  let  the  priefts  of  Aaron,s  race 
To  blefs  the  Lord  delay. 

20  Their  fenfe  of  his  unbounded  love 

Let  Levi's  houfe  exprefs  ; 
And  let  all  thofe  that  fear  the  Lord, 
His  name  forever  blefs. 

21  Let  all  with  thanks  his  wond'rous  works 

In  Sion's  courts  proclaim  ; 
Let  them  in  Salem,  where  he  dwells, 
Exalt  his  holy  name. 

Psalm  CXXXVI.   Particular  Metre, 

I   HP  O  God  the  mighty  Lord, 
JL       Your  joyful  thanks  repeat  : 
To  him  due  praife  afford, 
As  good  as  he  is  great  : 


ig*      PSALM*.   CXXXVI. 

For  God  does  prove 

Our  conitant   friend, 
Kis  boundlefs  love 

Shall  never  end. 

2,  3   To  him  vvhofe  wond'rous  pow'r 
All  other  gods  obey, 
"Whom  earthly  kings  adore, 
This  grateful  homage  pay  : 
For  God,   &c. 

4,  5   By  his  almighty  hand 

Amazing  works  are  wrought  : 

;    The  Heav'ns  by  his  command 
Were  to  perfection  brought  : 
For  God,   &c. 

6  Fie  fpread  the  ocean  round 
Abont  the  fpacious  land  ; 
And  made  the  rifing  ground 
Above  the  waters  (land  ; 
For  God,   &c. 

7,  8,  9  Through  Heav'n  he  did  difplay 
His  numerous  hofls  of  light  ; 
The  fun  to  rule  by  day, 

The  moon  and  ftars  by  night  : 
For  God,  &c. 

10,  Hi  1*2   He  ft  ruck  the  firft-born  dead 
Of  Egypt's  (lubborn  land  j 
And  thence  his  people  led 
With  his  refilllefs  hand  : 
For  God,  &c. 

13,  14.  By  him  the  raging  fea, 

As  if  in  pieces  rent, 

Difclos'd  a   middle  way, 

Through  which  his  people  went  : 
For  God,  &c. 


PSJLM    CXXXVI.       2S3 

44   Where  foon  he  overthrew 

Proud    Pharaoh   and  his  hoft, 
Who  daring  to  purfue, 
Were  in  the  billows  loft  : 
For  God,  &C. 

16,  17,  18  Through  defcrts  vaft  and  wild, 
He  led  the  chofen  feed  ; 
And  famous  princes  foiPd, 

And  made  great  monarchs  bleed  : 
For  God,  &c. 

19,  20  Sihon,  whofe  potent  hand 

Great  Amnion's  fceptre  fway'd  ; 
And  Og,  whofe   ftern  command 
Rich  Bafaan's  land  obey'd  : 
For  God,   &c. 

21,  22  And  of  his  wond'rous  grace> 
Their  lands  whom  he  deflroy'd, 
He  gave  to  Ifr'ePs  race, 
To  be  by  them  enjoy 'd  : 
For  God,  &c. 

■  23,  24  He  in  our  depth  of  woes, 
On  us  with  favour  thought, 
And  from  our  cruel  foes 

In  peace  and  fafety  brought  : 
-For  God,  &c. 

25,  26  He  does  the  food  fupply, 
On  which  all  creatures  live  : 
To  God  who  reigns  on  high, 
Eternal  praifes  give. 
For  God  will  prove 

Our  conftant  friend, 
His  boundlefs  love 
Shall  never  end. 


254      PSALM    CXXXVII. 
Psalm    CXXXVII.    Long  Metre. 

1  TT7HEN  wc,   our  weary  limbs  to  rt ft, 

V  V    Sat  down  by  proud  Euphrates'  dream, 
We  wept,  with  doleful  thoughts  oppreft, 
And  Sion  was  our  mournful   theme. 

2  Our  harps,   that  when  with  joy  we  fung, 

Were    wont  their  tuneful  parts  to  bear, 
With  filent  firings  neglected  hung 
On  willow  trees  that  withei'd  there. 

3  Meanwhile  our  foes,  who  all  confpirM 

To  triumph  in  our  flavifh  wrongs, 
Mufick  and  mirth  of  us  requir'd, 

"  Come,   ling  us  one  of  Sion's  fongs." 

4  How  Hi  a  1 1  we  tune  our  voice  to  ling  ? 

Or  touch  our  harps  with  fkilful  hands  ? 
Shall  hymns  of  joy  to  God  our  King 
Be  fung  by  flaves  in  foreign  lands  ? 

5  O  Salem,  our  cnce  happy  feat  ! 

When  I  of  thee  forgetful  prove, 
Let  then  my  trembling  hand   forget 

The  fpeaking  firings  with  art  to  move  ! 

6  If  I   to  mention  thee  forbear, 

Eternal  file  nee  feize  my  tongue  ; 
Or  if  I  fing  one  cheerful  air, 

Till  thy  deliv'rance  is  my  fong  ! 

7  Remember,  Lord,  how  Edom's  race, 

In  thy  own  city's  fatal  day, 
Cry'd  out,   "  Her  ftately  walls  deface, 
•■  And  with  the  ground  quite  level  lay." 

8  Proud  Babel's  daughter,  doom'J  to  be 

Of  grief  and  woe    the  wretched  prey, 
Blefs'd  is  the  man  who  (hall  to  thee 
The  wrongs  thou  laid'tl  on  us  rep?.y. 


PSALM    CXXXVIII.     255 

9  Thrice  bleft,  who  with  juft  rage  poffeft, 
And  deaf  to  all  the  parents'  moans, 
Shall  fnatch  thine  infants  from  the  breaft, 
And  dafh  their  heads  againft  the  ftones. 

Psalm  CXXXVIII.  Common  Metre. 

1  TTT ITH  my  whole  heart, my  God  andKing, 

W        ^hy  Fra^e  I  W*M  proclaim  ; 
Before  the  gods  with  joy  I'll  fing, 
And  blefs  thy  holy  name. 

2  I'll  worfhip  at  thy  facred  feat  ; 

And  with  thy  love  infpir'd, 

The  praifes  of  thy  truth  repeat, 

O'er  all  thy  works  admir'd. 

3  Thou  gracioufly  inclin'ft  thine  ear, 

When  I  to  thee  did   cry  ; 
And  when  my  foul  was  prefs'd  with  fear, 
Didft  inward  ftrength  fupply, 

4  Therefore  (hall  ev'ry  earthly  prince 

Thy  name  with  praife  purfue, 
Whom  thefe  admir'd  events  convince 
That  all  thy  works  are  true. 

5  They  all  thy  wond'rous  ways,  O  Lord, 

With  cheerful  fongs  (hall  blefs  ; 
And  all  thy  glorious  acts  record, 
Thy  awful  pow'r  confefs. 

6  For  God,  although  enthron'd  on  high, 

Does  thence  the  poor  refpecl  ; 
The  proud  far  off,  his  fcornful  eye 
Beholds  with  juft  neglect, 

7  Though  I  with  troubles  am  opprefs'd, 

He  mail  my  foes  difarm, 
Relieve  my  foul  when  mod  diftrefs'd, 
And  keep  me  fafe  from  harm. 


i56        PSALM    CXXXIX. 

»  The  Lord,  vvhofe  mercies  ever  laft, 
Shall  fix  my   happy  ftate  ; 
And  mindful  of  his  favours  paft, 
Shall   his  own  work  complete. 

Psalm    CXXXIX.     Long  Metre. 

1  npHOU,   Lord,    by  itrideft    fearch   haft 

2  X    My  rifing  up  and  lying  down;   (known 
My  fecret  thoughts  are  known  to  thee, 
Known  long  before  conceiv'd  by  me. 

3  Thine  eye  my  bed  and  path  furveys, 
My  publick  haunts  and  private  ways  ; 

4.  Thou  know'il  what  'tis  my  lips  wou'd  vent, 
My  yet  unutter'd  word's  intent. 

5  Surrounded  by  thy  pow'r,  I  ftand, 
On  ev'ry  fide  I  find  thy  hand. 

6  O  fkill,  for  human  reach  too  high  ! 
Too  dazzling  bright  for  mortal  eye  ! 

7  O  could   I  fo   perfidious  be, 

To  think  of  once  deferting  thee  I 

Where,   Lord,  could  I   thy  influence  mun  ? 

Or  whither  from  thy  prefence  run  ? 

8  If  up  to  Heav'n  I  take  my  flight  ; 

'Tis  there  thou  dwell'ft,  enthron'd  in  light  ; 

Or  fink  to  hell's  infernal  plains, 

'Tis   there  almighty   vengeance  reigns. 
q   If  I  the   morning's  wings  could  gain, 

And  fly  beyond  the  wtltern  main, 
lo  Thy  fwifter  hand   would  firft  arrive, 

And  there  arreft  thy  fugitive. 

u    Or  (hould  I  try  to  fhun   thy  fight 
Beneath  the  fable  wings  of  night  ; 
One  glance  from  thee,  one  piercing  ray 
Would  kindle  darknefa.   into  day. 


PSJLM    CXXXIX.     257 

12  The  veil  of  night  is  no  difguife, 

No  fcreen  from  thy  all-fearching  eyes  : 
Through  midnight  (hades  thou  find'ft  thy  way, 
As  in  the  blazing  noon  of  day. 

13  Thou  know'ft  the  texture  of  my  heart* 
My  reins  and  ev'ry  vital  part  ; 

Each  fingle  thread  in  nature's  loom, 
By  thee  was  cover'd  in  the  womb. 

14  I'll  praife  thee,  from  whofe  hands  I  cames 
A  work  of  fuch  a  curious  frame  ; 

The  wonders  thou  in,  me  haft  fhown, 
My  foul  with  grateful  joy  muft  own. 

15  Thine  eyes  my  fubftance  did  furvey, 
While  yet  a  lifelefs  mafs  it  lay  ; 

In  fecret  how  exactly  wrought, 
Ere  from  its  dark  inclofure  brought. 

16  Thou  didft  the  fhapelefs  embryo  fee, 
Its  parts  were  regifter'd  by  thee  : 

Thou  faw'ft  the  daily  growth  they  took,  , 
Form'd  by  the  model  of  thy  book. 

17  Let  me  acknowledge  too,  O  God, 
That  fince  this  maze  of  life  I  trod, 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  furmount 
The  pow'r  of  numbers  to  recount. 

18  Far  fooner  could  I  reckon  o'er 
The  fands  upon  che  ocean's  fhore  ; 
Each  morn  revifing  what  I've  done, 
I  find  the  account  but  new  begun. 

19  The  wicked  thou  (halt  ilay,   O  God  : 
Depart  from  me,  ye  men  of  blood, 

20  Whofe  tongues  HeavVs  majefty  profane, 
And  take  th'  Almighty's  name  in  vain. 


2$*         PSALM    CXL. 

21  Lord,  hate  not  I  their  impious  crew* 
Who  thee  with  enmity  purfue  ? 
And  does   not  grief  my  heart  opprefs, 
When  reprobates  thy  laws  tranfgrefs  ? 

22  Who  praclife  enmity  to  thee, 
Shall  utmoft  hatred  have  from  me  ; 
Such   men   I  utterly   detefl, 
As  if  they  were    my   foes  profeft. 

2j,24Search,try,0  God,  my  thoughts  and  heart* 
If  mifchief  lurks  in  any  part  ; 
Correct  me  where  I  go  aftray, 
And  guide  me  in  thy  perfect  way. 

Psalm    CXL.     Common  Metre. 

i    T) RESERVE  me,  Lord,  from  crafty  foes, 
■  Of  treacherous  intent  ; 

2  And  from  the  fons  of  violence, 

On  open   mifchief  bent. 

3  Their  fland'ring  tongue,  the  ferpent's  Ming 

In  fharpnefs  does  exceed  : 
Between  their  lips  the  gall  of  afps 
And  adder's  venom  breed. 

a.  Preferve  me,  Lord,  from  wicked  hands, 
Nor  leave  my  foul  forlorn, 
A   prey  to  fons  of  violence, 
Who  have  my  ruin  fvvorn. 

5  The  proud  for  me  have  laid  their  fnare, 

And   fpread  their  wily  net  ; 
With  traps  and  gins,  where'er  I  move, 
I  find   my  fteps  befet. 

6  But  thus  environ'd  with  diftrefs, 

Thou  art  my   God,    I   faid  ; 
Lord,  hear  my  fupplicating   voice, 
That  calls  to  thee  for  aid. 


PSALM    CXLI.         aS9 

7  O  Lord,  the  God  whofe  faving  ftrength 
Kind  fuccour  did  convey, 
And  cover'd  my  advent'rous  head 
In  battle's  doubtful  day. 

g  Permit  not  their  unjuft  defigns 
To  anfwer  their  defire  ; 
Left  they,  encourag'd  by  fuccefs, 
To  bolder  crimes  afpire. 

9  Let  fir  it  their  chiefs  the  fad  effects 

Of  their  injuftice  mourn  ; 
The  blaft  of  their  envenom'd  breath, 
Upon  themfelves  return. 

10  Let  them  who  kindled  firft  the  flame, 

Its    facrifice    become  ; 
The  pit  they  digg'd  for  me,  be  made 
Their  own  untimely  tomb. 

1 1  Though  (lander's  breath  may  raife  a  ftorm, 

It  quickly  will  decay  ; 
Their  rage  does  but  the  torrent  fwell, 
That  bears  themfelves  away. 

12  God  will  affert  the  poor  man's  caufe, 

And  fpeedy  fuccour  give  ; 
The  juft  mail  celebrate  his  praife, 
And  in  his  prefence   live. 

Psalm    CXLI .     Common  Metre. 

1  T  I  ^O  thee,  O  Lotd,  my  cries  afcend, 

JL        O  hafte  to  my  relief  : 
And  with  accuftom'd  pity  hear 

The  accents  of  my  grief.  • 

2  Inftead  of  ofFrings,  let  my  pray'r 

Like  morning  incerife  rife  : 
My  lifted  hands  fupply  the  place 
Of  ev'ning  facrifice. 


z6o         PSALM    CXLI. 

3   From  hafly  language  curb  my  tonguc> 
And  let  a  conitant  guard 
Still  keep  the  portal  of  my  lips, 
With    wary  filence  barr'd. 
4.  From  wicked  men's  defigns  and  deed* 
My  heart  and  hands  reftrain  ; 
Nor  let  me  in  the  booty  fhare 
Of  their  unrighteous  gain. 

5  Let  upright  men  reprove  my  faults, 

And  I  mail  think  them  kind  ; 
Like  balm  that  heals  a  wounded  head, 

I   their  reproof  (hall  find  ; 
And  in  return,  my  fervent  pray'r 

I  mail  for  them  addrefs, 
When  they  are  tempted  and  redue'd, 

Like  me,  to   fore  diftrefs. 


6  When  feulking  in  Engedi's  rock, 

I  to  their  chiefs  appeal, 
If  one  reproachful  word  I   fpoke, 
When  1  had  pow'r  to  kill. 

7  Yet  us  they  perfecute  to  death, 

Our  fcatter'd  ruins  lie 
As  thick  as  from   the  hewer's  ax 
The  fever'd  fplinters  fly. 

8  But,  Lord,  to  thee  I  ftill  direct 

My  fupplicating  eyes  : 
O  leave  not  deftitute  my  foul, 
Whofe  trull  on  thee  relies. 

9  Do  thou  preferve  me  from  the  fnarcs 

That  wicked  hands  have  laid  ; 
Let  them  in  their  own  nets  be  caught 
While  my  efcape  is  made. 


PSALM  CXLII,  CXLIII.   261 
Psalm   CXLII.     Short  Metre, 

1  T  I  ^O  God,  with  mournful  voice, 

JL        1°  deep  oiftrefs  I  pray'd  ; 

2  Made  him  the  umpire  of  my  caufe, 

My  wrongs  before  him  laid. 

3  Thou  didft  my  fteps  direct, 
When  my  griev'd  foul  defpair'd  : 

For  where  I  thought  to  walk  fecure, 
They  had  their  traps  prepar'd. 

4  I  look'd,  but  found  no  friend 
To  own  me  in  diftrefs  ; 

All  refuge  fail'd,  no  man  vouchfaPd 
His   pity  or  redrefs. 

5  To  God  at  laft  I  pray'd, 
Thou,   Lord,   my  refuge  art, 

My  portion  in   the  land  of  life, 
Till  life  itfelf  depart. 

6  Reduc'd  tc  greateft  ltraits, 
To  thee   I   make  my  moan  | 

O  lave  me  from   oppreffive  foes, 
For  me  too  pow'rful  grown. 

7  That  I  may  praife  thy   name, 
My  foul  from  prifon  bring  ; 

While  of  thy  kind  regard  to  me 
Affembled  faints  fhall  fign. 

Psalm    CXLIII.    Common  Metre. 

1  T     ORD,    hear  my  pray'r,  and  to  my  cr]T 
1,  J      Thy  wonted  audience  lend  ; 

In  thy  accuftom'd  faith  and  truth 
A  gracious  anfwer  fend. 

2  Nor  at  thy  itridi.  tribunal  bring 

Thy  fe-rvant  to  be  try'd  ; 
For  in  ihy  fight  no  living  mas 
Can  e'er  be  juftifi'd. 


262       PSALM    CXLIIL 

3  The  fpiteful  foe  purfues  my  life, 

Whofe  comforts  all  are  fled  ; 
He  drives   me   into  caves  as  dark 
As  manfions  of  the  dead. 

4  My  fpirit  therefore  is  o'erwhelm'd, 

And  finks  within  my  bread  : 
My  mournful  heart  grows  defolate, 
With  heavy  woes  oppreft. 

5  I  call  to  mind  the  days  of  old, 

And  wonders  thou  haft   wrought  : 
My  former  dangers  and  efcapcs 
Employ  my  mufing  thought. 

6  To  thee  my  hands  and  humble  pray*r 

I   fervently  ftretch   out  ; 
My  foul  for  thy  refrefhment   thirfts, 
Like  land  opprefs'd  with  drought. 

7  Hear  me  with  fpeed  ;  my  fpirit  fails  ; 

Thy   face  no  longer   hide, 
Left  I  become  forlorn,  like  them 
That  in  the  grave  refide. 

8  Thy  kindnefs  early  let  me  hear, 

Whofe  truft  on  thee  depends  ; 
Ttach  me  the  way  where  I  fhould  go  : 
My  foul  to  thee  afcends. 

9  Do  thou,  O  Lord,    from   all  my  foes 

Preferve  and  fet  me   free  ; 
A  fafe  ietreat  againft  their  rage, 
My  foul  implores  from  thee.  , 

10  Thou  art  my  God,  thy  righteous  will 

Inftru&  me  to  obey  ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  lead  and  keep 
My  foul  in  the  right  way. 


PSALM    CXLIV.         263 

j  1   O  for  the  Take  of  thy  great  name 
Revive   my  drooping  heart  : 
For  thy  truth's  fake  to  me  diftrefs'd, 
Thy  promis'd   aid  impart. 
12   In  pity  to  my  fuff'rings,   Lord, 
Reduce  m«y  foes  to  fhame  ; 
Slay  them  that  perfecute  a  foul 
Devoted  to  thy  name. 

Psalm    CXLIV.     Long  Metre. 

1  T^OREVER  bleft  be  God  the  Lord, 
JP  Who  does  his  needful  aid  impart, 
At  once  both  ftrength  and  ikill  afford 

To  wjeld  my  arms  with  warlike  art. 

2  His  goodnefs  is  my  fort  and  tow'r, 

My  ftrong  deliv'rance   and  my  fhield  : 
In  him  I  truft,  whofe  matchlefs  powV, 
Makes  to  my  fway  fierce  nations  yield. 

3  Lord,  what's  in  man,  that  thou  fhould'ft  love 

Such  tender  care  of  him  to  take  ? 
What  in  his  offspring  could  thee   move 

Such  great  accqunt  of  him  to  make  ? 
4.  The  life  of  man  does  quickly  fade, 

His  thoughts  but  empty  are  and  vain  ; 
His  days  are  like  a  flying  made, 

Of  whofe  fhort  (lay  no  figns  remain. 

5  In  folemn  Hate,  O  God,  defcend, 

While  Heav'n  its  lofty  head  inclines  : 
The  fmoking  hills  afunder  rend, 
Of  thy  approach  the  awful  figns. 

6  Difcharge  thy  dreadful  lightnings  round, 

And  make    my  fcatter'd  foes  retreat  ; 
Them  with  thy  pointed  arrows  wound, 
And  their  deftru&ion  foon  complete. 


264      psaB%i  cxliv. 

7,  8  Do  thou,  O  Lord,  from  Heav'n  engage 

Thy  boundlefs  pow'r  my  foes  to  quell, 
And  (hatch  me  from  the  ftormy  rage 

Of  threat'ning  waves  that  proudly  fwell. 
Fight   thou  againfl  my  foreign  foes, 

Who  utter  fpeeches  falfe  and  vain  ; 
Who,  though  in  folemn  leagues  they  clofe, 

Their  fworn  engagements  ne'er  maintain. 

9  So  I  to  thee,  O  King  of  kings, 

In  joyful  hymns  my  voice  mall  raifer 
And  inftruments  of  various  firings 

Shall  help  me  thus  to  fmg  thy  praife. 
io  "  God  does  to  kings  his  aid  afford, 
"  To  them  his  fure  falvation  fends  ; 
"  'Tis  he  that  from  the  murd'ring  fword, 
"  His  fervant  David  ftili  defends." 

1 1  Fight  thou  againfl  my  foreign  foes, 

Who  utter  fpeeches  falfe  and  vain  ; 
Who,  though  in  folemn  leagues  they  clofe, 
Their  fworn  engagements  ne'er  maintain. 

12  Then  our  young  fons  like  trees  fhall  grow, 

Well  planted  in  fome  fruitful  place  ; 
Our  daughters  fhall  like  pillars  fhow, 
Defign'd  fome  royal  court  to  grace. 

I  3    Our  garners,  fili'd  with  various  ftore, 
Shall  us  and  ours  with  plenty  feed, 
Our  fheep  encreafing  more  and  more, 

Shall  thoufands  and  ten  thoufands  breed. 
i  A.  Strong  ihall  our  lab'ring  oxen  grow, 
Nor  in  their  conflant  labour  faint  ; 
While  we  no  war  nor  flav'ry  know, 
And  in  our  flrcets  hear  no  complaint. 


PSALM    CXLV.         26 $ 

$r  Thrice  happy  is  that  people's  cafe, 

Whofe  various  bleffings  thus  abound  ; 
Who  God's  true  worfhip  ftill  embrace, 
And  are  with  his  protection  crown'd. 

Psalm    CXLV.     Common  Metre. 

1  rpHEE  I'll  extol,  my  God  and  King, 

2  JL        Thy  cndlefs  praife  proclaim  ; 
This  tribute  daily  I  will  bring, 

And  ever   blefs  thy  name. 

3  Thou,  Lord,  beyond  compare  art  great, 

And  highly  to  be  prais'd  ; 
Thy  majelty,  with  boundlefs- height, 
Above  our  knowledge  rais'd. 

4.  Renown'd  for  mighty  ads,  thy  fame 

To  future  time  extends  ; 
From  age  to  age  thy  glorious  name 
Succeflively  defcends. 

5,  6  While  I  thy  glory  and  renown, 

And  wond'rotis  works  exprefs, 
The  world  with  me  thy  might  mail  own, 
And  thy  great  pow'r  confefs. 

7  The  praife  that  to  thy  love  belongs, 

They   fhall  with  joy  proclaim  ; 
Thy  truth  of  all  their  grateful  fongs 
Shall  be  the  conftant  theme. 

8  The  Lord  is  good  ;  frefh  ads  of  grace 

His  pity  ftill  fupplies  ; 
His  anger  moves  with  (lowed  pace, 
His  willing  mercy  flies. 

id  Thy  love  through  earth  extends  its  fame, 
'o  all  thy  works   expreft  ; 
fc  (hew  thy  praife,  while  thy  great  name 
?y  thy  fervants  bleft. 

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i66         PSALM    CXLV. 

1 1  They,  with  the  glorious  profpect  firM, 

Shall  of  thy  kingdom  fpeak  ; 
And  thy  great  pow'r,  by  all  admir'd, 
Their  lofty  fubjects-  make. 

12  God's  glorious  works  of  ancient  date, 

Shall  thus  to  all  be  known  ; 
And  thus  his  kingdom's  royal  (late, 
With  publick  fplendour  mown. 

13  His  fledfaft:  throne,  fron^  changes  free, 

Shall  ftand  forever  fail  ; 
His  boundlefs  fway  no  end  mall  fee, 
But  time  itfclf  putlaft. 

PART     II. 

14,  15   The  Lord  dees  them  fupport  that  fall, 
And  mahes  the  proftrate  rife  ; 
For  his  kind  aid  all  creatures   call, 
Who  timely  food  fupplies. 
16  Whate'er  their  various  wants  require, 
With  open  hand  he  gives  ; 
And  fo  fulfils  the  jult  defire 
Of  ev'ry  thing  that  lives. 

17,  18  How  holy  is  the  Lord  !   how  jufl  ! 
How  righteous  all  his  ways  ! 
How  nigh  to  him,  who  with  firm  trufl 
For  his  affillance  prays  I 
ig  He  grants  the  full  defires  of  thofe 
Who  him  with  fear  adore  ; 
And  will  their  trouble  foon  compofe, 
When  they  his  aid  implore. 

20  The  Lord  preferves  all  thofe  with  care 
Whom   grateful  love  employs  : 
But  finners,  who  his  vengeance  dare, 
With  furious  rage  deftroys. 


PSALM  CXLVI.         267 

21  My  time  to  come,  in  praifes  fpent, 
Shall  ftill  advance  his  fame, 
And  all  mankind,  with  one  confent, 
Forever *blefs  his  name. 

Psalm   CXLVI.    Common  Metre-. 

1  f~^  PRAISE  the  Lord,  and  thou,  my  foul, 

2  KJ      Forever  blefs  his  name  : 

His  wond'rous  love,   while  life  fhall  laft, 
My  conftant  praife  fhall  claim. 

3  On  kings,  the  greateft  fons  of  men, 

Let  none  for  aid   rely  : 
They  cannot  fave  in  dang'rous  times, 
Nor  timely  help  apply. 

4  DeprivM  of  breath,  to  daft  they  turn, 

And  there  neglected  lie  ; 
And  all  their  thoughts  and  vain  defigns 
Together  with  them  die. 

5  Then  happy  he,  who  Jacob's  God 

For  his  protection   takes  ; 
Who  ftill,  with  well-plac'd  hope,  the  Lord 
His  conftant  refuge  makes. 

6  The  Lord,  who  made  both  Heav'n  and  earth, 

And  all  that  they  contain, 
Will  never  quit  his  ftedfaft  truth, 
Nor  make  his  promife  vain. 

7  The  poor  oppreft,  from  all  their  wrongs 

Are  eas'd  by  his  decree  ; 
He  gives  the  hungry  needful  food, 
And  fets  the  pris'ners  free. 

&  By  him  the  blind  receive  their  fight* 
The  weak  and  fall'n  he  rears  : 
With  kind  regard  and  tender  love* 
He  far  the  righteous  e&re& 


268       PSALM    CXLVII, 

9  The  ftranger  he  preferves  from  harm,. 
The  orphan  kindly  treats, 
Defends  the  widow,  and  the  wiles 
Of  wicked  men  defeats. 

to  The  God,  that  does  in  Sion  dwell, 
Is  our  eternal  King  : 
From  age  to  age  his  rctgn  endures, 
Let  all  his  praifes  fing. 

Psal  :,i  CXLVII.    Common  Metre. 

\    /^V' PRAISE  the  Lord  with  hymns  of  joy, 
\J      And  celebrate  his  fame  ! 
For  pleafant,'  good,  and  comely  'tis 
To  praife  his  holy  name. 

2  His  holy  city  God  will  build, 

Though  lcvel'd  with  the  ground*  : 
Bring  back  his' people,   though  difpers'd 
•  Through  all  the  nations  round. 

^,  4  H^ppwdly  heals'*the  broken  hearts, 
And  all  tlreir  wounds  does  clofe  ; 
He  tells  the  number  of  the  -flars, 
Their  feveral  names  he  knows. 
5,  6  Great  is  the  Lord",- and  great  his  pow'r^, 
His  wifdom   has  no  bound  ; 
The  meek  he  raifes,   and  throws  down 
The  wicked  to  the  ground. 

7  To  God,  the  Lord,  a  hymn  of  praife,       , 
With  grateful  voices  fing  ; 
To  fongs  of  triumph  tune  the  harp, 
And  (hike  each   warbling  firing. 

3  He  covers   Heav'n  with  clouds,  and  thence 

Refreshing  rain  beftows  : 
Through  him,  on  mountain  tops,  the  grafsfc 
With  wond'rous  plenty  grow*. 


PSALM  CXLVIL         16 f 

9  He,  favage  beads  that  loofely  range, 

With  timely  food  fupplies  ; 
He  feeds   the    ravens  tender  brood, 
And  flops  their  hungry   cries. 

10  He  values    not  the   warlike  fteed, 

But  does  his  firength  difdain  ; 
The   nimble  foot   that  fwiftly  runs, 
No  prize  from  him  carr  gain. 

11  But  he,  to  him  that  fears  his  name, 

His  tender  love    extends  ; 
To  him  that  on  his  boundlefs  grace 
With  fledfaft  hope   depends. 
12,  13   Let  Sion  and  Jerufalem 
To  God  their  praife  addrefs  ; 
Who  fene'd  their  gates  with  mafTy  bars, 
And .--..does  their  children  blefs. 

54,  15  TteRagh  all  their  borders  he  gives  peace* 
With  finelt  wheat  they're  fed  ; 
He  fpeaks  the  word,  and  what  he  wills 
Is  done  as  foon  as  faid. 

16  Large  flakes  of  (now,  like  fleecy  wool, 

Defcend  at  his  command  : 
And   hoary  froft,  like  afnes  fpread, 
Is  iefttyer'd  o'er  the  land. 

17  When  join'd  to  thefe  ht  does  his  hail 

In little   morfek  break, 
Who  can  againft  his  piercing  cold 
Secure  defences  make  ? 
38  He  fends  his  word,  which  melts  the  ice  5 
He  makes  his  wind  to  blow, 
And  foon  the  dreams,  congeal'd  before? 
In  plenteous  current*  flow. 
Y  % 


i-fd        PSALM    CXLVIIL 

19  By  him  his  ftatutes  and  decrees 

To  Jacob's  fons  were  fhown  ; 
And  ftill  to  Ifr'el's  chofen  feed 
His  righteous  laws  are  known. 

20  No  other  nation  this  can  boaflr, 

Nor  did  he  e'er  afford 
To  heathen  lands  his  oracles, 
And   knowledge  of  his  word. 

Hallelujah. 

Psalm  CXLVIII.  Particular  Metre. 

/,  2   "\7"E  boundlcfs  realms  of  joy, 

X        Exalt  your  Maker's  fame  : 
His  praife  your  long  employ 
Above  the  ftarry   frame  : 
Your  voices  raife, 
Ye  cherubim 
And  feraphim, 

To  fing  his   praife. 

3,  4.  Thou  moon  that  nil' ft  the  night, 
And  fun  that  guid'ftthe   day, 
Ye  glitt'ring   ftars  of  light, 
To  him  your  homage  pay  : 
His  praife  declare, 
Ye   Heav'ns  above, 
And  clouds  that  move 
In  liquid  air. 

5,  6  Let  them  adore  the  Lord, 
And  praife  his  holy  name, 
By  whole  almighty  word 

They  all  from  nothing  came  ; 
And  all  (hall  laft, 
From  changes  free  : 
His  firm   decree 
Stands  ever  faft. 


PSALM    CXLV1II,      271 

7,  8  Let  earth  her  tribute  pay  ; 

Praife  him,  ye  dreadful  whales, 
And  fifh  that  through  the  fea 

Glide  fvvift  with  glittering  fcalet  % 
Fire,   hail,  and  fnow, 
And  mifty  air, 
And  winds  that  where 
He  bids  them  blow. 

9,  10  By  hills  and  mountains  (all 
In  grateful  concert  join'd) 
By  cedars  ftately  tall, 

And  trees  for  fruit  defign'd  1 
By  ev'ry  btaft, 
And  creeping  thing,    * 
And  fowl  of  wing, 
His  name  be  bleft. 

II,  12  Let  all  of  royal  birth, 

With  thofe  of  humbler  frame, 
And  judges  of  the  earth, 

His  matchlefs  praife  proclaim* 
In   this  defign, 
Let  youths  with  maids, 
And  hoary  heads 
With  children  join. 

13  United  zeal  be  mown, 

His  wond'rous  fame  to  raife, 
Whofe  glorious  name  alone 
Deferves  our  endlefs  praife  : 
Earth's  utmoft  ends 
His  pow'r   obey  : 
His  glorious  fway 
The  fky  tranfcends. 


272        PSALM    CXL1X. 

14  His  chofcu  faints  to  grace, 
He  fets  them  up  on  high, 
^.nd  favours  IiVel's  race, 
Who  rlill  to  him  are  nigh. 
O  !   therefore  laife 
Your  grateful  voice, 
And   ftill  rejoice 

The  Lord  to  praifc. 


Psalm  CXLIX.    Particular  Metre. 

I,  2    r\  PR  A  ISE  ye  the  Lord, 

\Jf    Prepare  your  glad  voice, 
Hit-  praife  in   the  great 

AfTembly  to  fingi- 
In  our  gieat  Creator 

Let    Ifr'el  rejoice, 
And  children  of  Sion 

Be  glad  in  their  King. 

3,  4  Let  thtm  his  great  name 

Extol  in  the  dance  ; 
With  timbrel  and  harp 

His  praifes  exprefs, 
Who  always  takes  pleafure 

His  faints  to  advance, 
And  with   his  falvation 

The  humble  to  blcfs. 

$,  6  With  glory  adorn'd, 

His  people  fhall  fing 
To  God,  who  their  beds 

With  fafety  does  fhield  ; 
Their  mouths  fill'd  with  praifes 

Of  him  their  great  King  ; 
While  a  two-edged    fword 

Their  light  hand  fhall  wield, 


PSALM    CL.  273 

7,  8  Ju&  vengeance  to  take 

For  injuries  pad  ; 
To  punifh  thofe  lands 

For  ruin  defign'd  ; 
With  chains,  as  their  captives, 

To  tie  their  kings  fait, 
With  fetters  of  iron 

Their  nobles  to  bind.      » 

g       Thus  fliall  they  make  good, 

When  them  they  dettroy, 
The  dreadful  decree 

Which  God  does  proclaim  s 
Such  honour  and  triumph 

His  faints  {hall  enjoy, 
O  therefore  forever 

Exalt  his   great  name  I 

Psalm    CL.     Long  Metre. 

1    r^  PRAISE  the  Lord  in  that  bleft  place, 
\_S  From  whence  his  goodnefs  largely  Bows, 
Praife  him  in  Heav'n,  where  he  his  face 
Unveii'd  in  perfect  glory  mows. 
%  Praife  him  for  all  the  mighty  acls, 
Which  he  on  our  behalf  has  done  ; 
His  kindnefs   this  return  exacts, 

With  which  our  praife  mould  equal  run, 

3   Let  the  mrill  trumpet's  warlike  voice 

Make  rocks  and  hills    his  praife  rebound  j 
Praife  him  with  harp's  melodious  noife, 
And  gentle  pfalt'ry's  filver  found. 
4.  Let  virgin   troops  foft  timbrels  bring, 

And  fome  with  graceful   motion  dance  5 
Let  inftruments  of  various  ftrings, 

With  organs  join'd,  his  praife  advance. 


I 


*74  PSALM    CL. 

5  Let  them  who  joyful  hymns  compofe, 

To  cymbals  fet  their  fongs  of  praife  ; 
Cymbals  of  common  ufe,  and  thofe 
That  loudly  found  on  folemn  days. 

6  Let  all  that  vital  breath  enjoy, 

The  breath  he  does  to  them  afford, 
In  juft  returns  of  praife  employ  : 
Let  ev'ry  creature  praife  the  Lord. 

END  of   the    PSALMS. 


GLORIA    PATRI,   Off. 


COMMON    METRE. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  (hall  be  evermore. 


To  be  fung  to  any  double  Tune  in  Common  Metre* 

TO    GOD,    our  benefa&or  bring 
The  tribute  of  your  praife  ; 
Too  fmall  for  an  almighty  King  ; 

But  all  that   we  can  r3ife. 
Glory  to  thee,   blefs'd  Three  in   One, 

The  God  whom  we  adore  ; 
As  was,  and  is,  and  fhall  be  done, 
When  time  fhall  be  no  more. 


L 


ORD,  blcfs  thy  people,  who  to  thee 
Do  all  their  fafety  owe  ; 
Feed  thou  thy  flock,  and  raife  them  up, 
When  they  ate  fallen  low. 


GLORIA    PATRI,  &c.     275 

DELIGHT  to  blefs  thy  people,  Lord  ; 
Defend  and  fuccour  them  ; 
Do  good  to  Zion,  build  the  wails 
Of   thy    Jerufalem. 


LONG    METRE. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
The  God  whom  earth  and  Heav'n  adore3 
Be  glory  as  it  was  of  old, 
Is  now,  and  mall  be  evermore. 


THY  people  whom  thou  lov'fl,  delight 
To  blefs,   defend  and  fuccour  them  5 
Do  good  to  Zion,  Lord,   and  build 
The  walls  of  thy  Jerufalem, 


OH  !  may  thy  church,  thy  turtle  dove, 
Mournful,  yet  chafte,  thy  pity  move 
|ro  birds  of  prey  expofe  her  not, 
[Though  poor,  too  dear  to  be  forgot. 


SHORT   METRE. 

TO  God  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit,  glory  be  ; 
\.s  'twas,  and  is,  and  (hall  be  fo 
To  all  eternity. 


LET  Sion  favour  find, 
Of  thy  good  will  affur'd, 
knd  thy  own  city  flourifh  long. 
By  lofty  walls  fecur'd. 


*76     GLORIA    PATRI,   &c. 

PARTICULAR.  METRE. 

As  Pfalm   3 -{th>  and  loft  tpart  of  the  1 1 3/A 
Pfalm  Twie. 

O  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
TheGod  whomHeav'n's  triumphant  hod, 
And  fuff'ring  faints  on  earth  adore, 
Be  glory  as  in  ages  paft, 
As  now  it  is,  and  fo  ihall  laft, 

When  time  itfelf  mult  be  no  more. 


T 


As  Pfalm  148. 

TO    God  the  Father,    Son, 
And  Spirit  ever  blefs'd. 
Eternal  Three  in   One, 
All  worfhip  be  addrefs'd, 
As  heretofore 
It  was,  is  now, 
And  mall  be  fo 
Forevermore. 


As  Pfalm   149. 

BY   Angels  in  Heav'n 
Of  ev'ry  degree, 
And  faints  upon  earth, 

All  praife  be  addrefs'd 
To  God  in  tiiree  perfons, 

One  God  ever  blefs'd  ; 
As  it  has  been,  now  is, 
And  always  mall  be. 


hymnJ 


N     S. 


COLLECTED  CHIEFLY  FROM  THE  WORKS  OJ 
DOCTOR  WATTS. 

Hymn   I.     Common  Metre. 

Rev.  v.  6, 8,  9j  io,  12. 

1  TJEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 
JO     Arnidft  his  Father's  throne  : 
Prepare  new  honours  for  his  name, 

And  fongs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worfhip  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around  ! 

With   vials  full  of  odours  fweet, 

And  harps  of  fweeter  found. 

3  Thofe  are  the  pray'rs  of  all  the  faints, 

And  thefe  the  hymns  they  raife  : 
Jefus  is  kind  to  our  complaints, 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praife. 

4  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  llain, 

Be  endlefs  bleffings  paid  : 
Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain 
Forever  on  thy  head. 

5  Thou  haft  redeem'd  our  fouls  with  blood, 

Haft  fet  the  prisoners  free, 
Haft  made  us  kings  and  priefts  to  Gcd, 
And  we  fhall  reign   with  thee. 

6  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Are  put  beneath  thy  pow\  ; 

Then  fuorten  thefe  delaying  days, 
And  bring  the  promis'd  hour. 
Z     - 


278  HTMN    II, 


Hymn    II.     Common  Metre, 

Ifai.  Iv.   i,  2,  &c. 

1  T     ET   ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend, 
\  J      And   ev'ry  heart   rejoice, 
The  trumpet  of  the  gofpel  founds 

With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !    all  ye  hungry   (larving  fouls 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  drive  with  earthly  toys    ' 
To  fill  an  empty  mind  : 

3  Eternal  wifdom  lias  prepar'd 

A   foul- reviving  feaft, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich   provifion  tafte. 

4  Ho  !   ye  that  pant  for   living  ftreams, 

And  pine  away  and   die, 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirft 
With  fprings  that   never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a   lich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

6  Ye  perifliing  and  naked  poor, 

Who  work  with  mighty  pain, 

To  weave  a  garment  of  your  own, 

That  will  not  hide  your  lin  : 

7  Come  naked,  and  adorn  your  fouls 

With  robes  prepar'd  by  God, 
Wrought  by  the  labours  of  his  Son, 
And  dy'd  in  his  own  blood. 
S   Dear  Lord  !    the  treafure*  of  thy  1c 
Are  everlafting  mires, 
Deep  as  our  helplefs  mis'ries  are.. 
And  boundlefs  as  our  '' 


HTMN    III,  IV. 

9  The  happy  gates  of  gofpel  grace 
Stand  open  night  and  day  : 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  feek  fupplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

Hymn    III.     Common  'Metre, 

Ifa».  xxvi.  i        ■;. 


■H 


OW  honourable  is  the  place 
Where  we  adoring  ft  and  ; 


Sion,  the  glory  of  the  earth. 

And  beauty  of  the  land  ! 
Z   Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 

The   city  where  we   dwell  ; 
The  walls  of  ftrong  falvation  made, 

Defy  th'  afTaults  of  hell. 

3  Lift  up  the   everlafting  gates, 

The  doors  wide  open  fling  ; 
Enter,  ye  nations  that  obey 
The  ftatutes  of  our  king. 

4  Here  (hall  you   tafte  unmingled  joys* 

And  live  in  perfect  peace  : 
You   that  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
And  ventur'd  on  his  grace  : 

5  Trull  in  the  Lord,  forever  truft, 

And  banifh  all  your  fears  : 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
Eternal    as   his  years. 

Hymn    IV.     Common  Metre. 

Ifai.  lv.  i,  zs    Zech.  xiii.  i.   Mic.  vii.  19,  Sec. 
1    TN   vain  we  lavifh  out  our  lives, 
JL      To  gather  empty  wind  ; 
The  choice!!  bleffings  earth  can  yield 
Will  flarve  a  hungry  mind. 


280  HYMN    IV. 

2  Come,  and  the  Lord  fiiall  feed  our  foals. 

With  more  fubftantial  meat  ; 
With  fuch  as  faints  in  glory  love, 
Willi  fuch  as  angels  eat. 

3  Our  God   will  ev'ry  want  fupply, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  peace  ; 
He  gives  by  covenant  and  by  oath 
The  riches  of  his  grace  : 

4  Come,  and  he'll  cleanfe  our  fpotted  fonh 

AnJ  warn   away  our  (tains, 
In  the  dear  fountain  that  his  Son 
Pour'd    from  his  dying  veins. 

5  Our  guile  (hall  vanim  all  away, 

Though  black  as  hell  before  ; 

Our  fins  (hall  link  beneath  the  fea, 

And  fhall  be  found  no  more  : 

6  And  left  pollution  fhould  o'erfpread 

Our  inward  pow'rs  ag^.in, 
Kis  Spirit  (hall  bedew  our  fouls  , 
Like    purifying   rain. 

y    Our  heart,  that  flinty,    flubborn  thing. 
That  terrors  cannot  move, 
That   fears  no  threat'ning  of  his  wrath, 
Shall  be  diifolv'd  by  love. 
$   Or  he  can   take  the  flint  away, 
That   would  not  be  re  fin 'd  ; 

!   from  the  treafures  of  his  grace 
Bellow  a  fofter  mind. 


9 


There  fiiall  his  facred  Spit  it  dwell, 
And  deep  engrave  his  law  ; 

And  ev'ry  motion   of  our  fouls 
To  fwift  obedience  draw* 


ti-TMN    V.  a8  j 

10  Thus  will  he   pour  falvation  down, 

And  we  fhail  render  praife  ; 

We,  the  dear  people  of  his  love, 

And   he  our  God  of  grace. 

Hvmn    V.     Short  Metre. 

Ifai.  Hi.  7,  8,  9,  10.     Matt,  xiii,  16,  17. 

1  T  TOW   beaut'ous  are  their  feet 
Jrl   Who  ftand  on  Sion's  hill, 

Who  bring  falvation  on  their  tonguess 
And   words  of  peace  reveal  ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice, 
How  fweet  the  tidings  are  ! 

•'  Sion,   behold  thy  Saviour  King, 
"  He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears 
That  hear  this  joyful  found  ! 

Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  fought,  but   never  found  ! 

4  How  bleffed  are  our  eyes 
That  fee  this  heav'nly  light  ; 

Prophets  and  kings  dehVd  it  long, 
But  dy'd   without  the  fight  I 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice. 
And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 

Jerufalem   breaks  forth  in   fongs, 
And  deferts  learn   the  joy. 
5       The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 
.    Through  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
Let  ev'ry  nation,  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God, 
Z  2 


232         HYMN    VI,  VII. 
Hymn    VI.     Common  Metre. 

i  Pet.  i.  3,  4, 5. 
i    "O  LEST  be  the  everlafting  God, 
JL3      The  Father  of  our  Lord  ; 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 
His   majetly    ador'd. 

2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 

And  call'd  him  to  the  fky, 

lie  gave  our  fouls  a  lively  hope, 

That  they  mould  never  die. 

3  What  though  our  inbred  fins  require 

Our  flefli  to  fee  the  dull, 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rofe, 
So  all  his  foll'wers  irrgft. 
4.  There's  an  inheritance  divine, 
Referv'd  againft  that  day  ; 
'Tis   uncorrupted,    undefil'd, 
And  cannot  vvafte  away. 

j   Saints  by  the  pow'r  of  God  are  kept, 
Till    the    falvation  come ; 
We  walk  by  faith,  as  ftrangers  here, 
Till  C.hrift  (hall  call  us  home. 

H  y  m  n    VII.     Long  Metre. 

Ifai.  xxvi.  3 20. 

IN  thine  own  ways,  O  God  of  love, 
We   wait  the  vifits  of  thy  grace  ; 
Our  foMh'  defire  is  to  thy  name, 
And  the  remembrance  of  thy  face. 
!    My  thoughts  are  fearching,   Lord,  for  thee, 
Amongft  the  (hades  of  lonefomc  night  j 
My  earneil  pray'rs  afcend  the  fkies, 
Before  the  dawn  reft  ores  the  light. 


HTMN    VIII.  tf% 

3  Look  how  rebellious  men  deride 

The  tender  patience  of  my  God  ; 
But  they  fhall  fee  thy  lifted  hand, 
And  feel  the  fcourges  of  thy  rod. 

4  Hark  !   the  Eternal  rends  the  fky, 

A  mighty  voice  before  him  goes, 
A  voice  of  mufick  to  his  friends, 
But  threat'ning  thunder  to  his  foes. 

5  Come,  children,  to  your  Father's  arms, 

Hide  in  the  chambers  of  my  grace, 
Till  the  fierce  florins  be  overblown, 
And  my  revenging  fury  ceafe. 


Hymn   VIII.     Common  Metre. 

Ifai.  xl.  27,  28,  29,  30. 

iII7 HENCE  do  our  mournful  tho'ts  arife, 
V  V        And  where's  our  courage  fied  ? 
Has  reftlefs  fin  and  raging  hell 
Struck  all  our  comforts  dead  ? 

2  Have  we  forgot  th'  almighty  name 

That  fornvd  the  earth  and  fea  I 
And  can  an  all-creating  arm 
Grow  weary  or  decay  ? 

3  Treafures  of  everlafting  might 

In  our  Jehovah  dwell  ; 
He  gives  the  conqueil  to  the  weak, 
And  treads  their  foes  to  hell. 

4  Mere  mortal  pow'r  fhall  fade  and  die3 

And  youthful  vigour  ceafe, 
But  we  that  wait  upon  the  Lord 
Shall  feel  our  flrength  increafe* 


284  .  HYMN    IX. 

5   The  faints  fliall  mount  on  eagles'  wings, 
And  tafte  the  promis'd  blifs, 
Till  their  unweary'd   feet  arrive 
Where  perfect  pleafure  is. 


H  y  m  n    IX.     Common  Metre. 

Ifai.  xlix.  13,  14,  &c. 

1  "^T"OW  fhall  my  inward  joy  arife, 
.jL%i       And  burn;  into  a  fong  ; 
Almighty  love  infpires  my  heart, 

And  pleafure  tunes  my  tongue. 

2  God  on  his  thirlty  Sion-hiil 

Some  mercy-drops  has  thrown, 
And  folemn  oaths  have  bound  his  love 
To  fliow'r  falvation  down. 

3  Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  fears, 

Sufpicions  and  complaints  ; 

Is  he  a  God,  and  fliall  his  grace 

Grow  weary  of  his  faints  ? 

4  Can  a  kind  woman  e'er  forget 

The  infant  of  her  womb, 
Among  a  thoufand  tender  thoughts 
Her  fuckling  have  no  room  \ 

5  "  Yet,  faith  the  Lord,  mould  nature  change. 

"  And   mothers  moniters  prove, 
"  Sion  flill  dwells  upon  the  heart 
"  Of  everlafting  love. 

6  "  Deep  on  the  palms  of  both  my  hands 

"  I  have   engrav'd  her   name  ; 
"  My  hands  fliall  raife  her  ruin'd   walls, 
*'  And  build  her  broken  frame." 


HYMN    X,  XL  2% 

Hymn    X.     Common  Metre. 

Rev.  vii.  13,  &c. 

1  r  I  ^  HESE  glorious  minds,  how  bright  they 

JL      Whence  all  their  white  array  I  (fhine  I 
How  came  they  to  the  happy  feats 
Of  everlafting   day  ? 

2  From  tort'ring  pains  to  endlefs  joys 

On  fiery  wheels  they  rode, 
And  ftrangely  wafh'd  their  raiment  white 
In  Jefus'  dying  blood. 

3  Now  they  approach  a  fpotlefs  God, 

And  bow  before  his  throne  ; 
Their  warbling  harps  and  facred  fongs 
Adore  the  Holy  One. 

4  The  unveil'd  glories  of  his  face 

Amongft   his  faints  refide, 
While  the  rich  treafure  of  his  grace 
Sees  all  their  wants  fupply'd. 

5  Tormenting  third  (hall  leave  their  fouls3 

And  hunger  flee  as  faft  ; 
The  fruit  of  life's  immortal  tree 
Shall  be  their  fweet   repaft. 

6  The  Lamb  (hall  lead  his  heav'nly  flock 

Where  living  fountains  rife, 
And  love  divine  mail  wipe  away 
The  forrows  of  their  eyes. 

Hymn    XL     Common  Metre. 

Rev.  xv.  3,  &c. 

VV      We  found  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
The  Chriftian  church  unites  the  fongs 
Of  Mofes  and   the  Lamb. 


2S6  HYMN    XII. 

2  Great  God,  how  wond'rous  are  thy  wcrks 

Of  vengeance  and  of,grace  ! 
Thou  King  of  faints,  almighty  Lord, 
How  ju it  and  true  thy  ways  ! 

3  Who  dares  refufe  to  fear  thy  name, 

Or  woifhip  at  thy  throne  ? 
Thy  judgments  fpeak  thine  holinefs 
Through  all  the  nations  known. 


Hymn    XII.     Long  Metre. 

Johnxvi.  16.  Lukexxii.  19.  John  xiv.  3. 

1  TESUS  is  gone  above  the  ikies, 

J       Where  our  weak  fenfts  reach  him  not, 
And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes 

To  thruft  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

2  He  knows  what  wand'ring  hearts  we  have, 

Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  face  ; 
And  to  refrem  our  minds,  he  gave 
Thefe  kind  memorials  of  his  grace, 

3  The  Lord  of  life  this  table  fpread 

With  his  own  flefli  and  dying  blood  : 
We  on  the  rich  proviiion  feed, 

And  tafte  the  wine,  and  blefs  our  God. 

4  Let  finful  fweets  be  all  forgot, 

And  earth  grow  lefs  in  our  efteem  : 

Chiift  and  his  love  fill  ev'ry  thought, 

And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him. 

5  While  he  is  abfent  from  our  fight, 

'Tis  to  prepare  our  fouls  a  place, 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heav'nly  light, 
And  live  forever  near  his  face. 


HTMN    XIII.  iS? 

6   Our  eyes  look  upward  to  the  hills, 

Whence  oui  returning  Lord  mall  come  ; 
We  wait  thy  chariot's  awful  wheels 
To  fetch  our  longing  fpirits  home. 


Hymn    XIII.     Common  Metre. 

Luke  xiv.   17,  22,  23. 

OW  Tweet  and  awful  is  the  olace 


H 


With  Chrift    within  the  doors* 
While  everlarting  love  difplays 
The  choiceft  of  her  ilores ! 


Here  ev'ry  bowel  of  our  God 

With  fort  compaffion  rolls  ; 
Here  peace  and  pardon,  bought  with  blood, 

Is  food  for  dying  fouls. 

While  all  our  hearts,  and  all  our  fongs, 

Join  to  admire  the  feaft, 
Each  of  us  cry,  with  thankful  tongues, 

«*  Lord,  why  was  I  a  gueft  ? 
"  Why  Was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

"  And  enter  while  there's  room  ; 
"  When  thoufands  make  a  wi  etched  choice, 

"  And  rather  flarve  than  come  ?'* 

'Twas  the  fame  love  that  fpread  the  feaft, 

That  fweetly  forc'd  us  in, 
Elfe  we  had'  ilill  refus'd  to  taite, 

And  perihVd  in  our  fin. 
Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God, 

Conflrain  the  earth  to  come  ; 
Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 

And  bring  the  flrangers  home, 


288       HTMN   XIV,  XV. 

7  We  long  to  fee  thy  churches  full, 
That  all  the  chofen  race 
May  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  foul, 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace. 

Hymn    XIV.     Long  Metre. 

Solomon's  Song  i.  7. 

1  r  1  ^HOU  whom  my  foul  admires  above 

JL      All  earthly  joys  and  earthly  love, 
Tell  me,  dear  Shepherd,  let  me  know- 
Where  doth  thy  fweeteft  paflures  grow  ? 

2  Where  is  the  fhadow  of  that  rock, 
That  from  the  fun  defends  thy  flock  I 
Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  fheep, 
Among  them  reft,  among  them  fleep. 

3  Why  (liould  thy  bride  appear  like  one 
That  turns  afide  to  paths  unknown  ? 
My  conftant  feet  would  never  rove, 
Would  never  feek  another  love. 

4  The  footfteps  of  thy  flock  I  fee  ; 
Thy  fweeteft  paftures  here  they  be  ; 

A  wond'rous  feall  thy  love  prepares,     (tears. 
Bought  with  thy  wounds,  and  groans,  and 

5  His  deareft  flefli  he  makes  my  food, 
And  bids  me  drink  his  richeft  blood  : 
Here  to  thefe  hills  my  foul  will  come 
Till  my  beloved  lead  me  home. 

Hymn    XV.     Long  Metre. 

Solomon's  Song  ii.  S,  9,  10,  11,  12,  13. 
I    r  B  ''HE  voice  of  my  beloved  founds 

X       Over  the  rocks  and  rifing  grounds  ; 
O'er  hills  of  guilt,  and  feas  of  grief, 
He  leaps,  he  flies  to  my  relief. 


HYMN    XVI.  289 

2  Now,  through  the  veil  of  flefh,  I  fee 
With  eyes  of  love  he  looks  at  me  ; 
Now  in  the  Gofpel's  cleareft  glafs 
He  fliows  the  beauties  of  his  face. 

3  Gently  he  draws  my  heart  along, 
Both  with  his  beauties  and  his  tongue  : 

"  Rife,"  faith  my  Lord,  "  Make  hafte  away, 
"  No  mortal  joys  are  worth  thy  ftay. 

4  "  The  Jewiih  wintry  ft  ate  is  gone, 

"  The  mifts  are  fled,   the  fpring  comes  on  ; 
"  The  facred  turtle  dove  we  hear 
"  Proclaim  the  new,  the  joyful  year. 

5  "  Th*  immortal  vine  of  heavily  root, 

"  Bloffoms  and  buds,  and  gives  her  fruit. " 
Lo,  we  are  come  to  tafte  the  wine  : 
Our  fouls  rejoice  and  blcfs  the  vine. 

6  And  when  we  hear  our  Jefus  fay, 

"  Rife  up,  my  love,  make  hafte  away  i,? 
Our  hearts  would  fain  out-fly  the  wind, 
And  leave  all  earthly  loves  behind. 

Hymn    XVI.     Long  Metre. 

Solomon's  Song  iii.  2,  11. 

1  yx  AUGHTERS  of  Sion,  come,  behold 
\J   The  crown  of  honour  and  of  gold, 
Which  the  glad  church,  with  joys  unknown, 
Plac'd  on  the  head  of  Solomon. 

2  Jefus,  thou  everlafting  King, 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring  : 
Accept  the  well-deferv'd  renown, 
And  wear  our  praifes  as  thy  crown. 

3  Let  ev'ry  act  of  worfhip  be 

Like  our  efpoufals,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
A  a 


290  HYMN    XVIL 

Like  the  dear  hour  when  from  above 
We  firft  receiv'd  thy  pledge  of  love. 

4  The  gladnefs  of -that  happy  day, 
Our  hearts  would  vvifh  it  long  to  day  ; 
Nor  let  our  faith  forfakc  its  hold, 
Nor  comfort  fink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 

5  Still  may  each  minute,  as  it  flies, 
Increafc  thy  praife,  improve  our  joys, 
Till  we  are  rais'd  to  fing  thy  name 
Ac  the  great  fupper  of  the  Lamb. 

6  O  that  the  months  would  roll  away, 
And  bring  that  coronation-day  ! 
The  King  of  grace  (hall  fill  the  throne 
With  all  his  Father's  glories  on. 

Hymn    XVIL     Long  Metre, 

Ifai.  lvii.  15,  1 6. 

1  *npHUS  faith  the  high  and  lofty  One, 

X      "I  fit  upon  my  holy  throne  : 
"  My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high  ; 
*'  Dwell  in  my  own  eternity. 

2  "  But  I  defcend  to  worlds  below, 
"  On  earth  I  have  a  manfion  too  ; 
"  The  humble  fpirit  and  contrite 
"  Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 

3  "  The  humble  foul  my  words  revive, 
"  I  bid  the  mourning  finner  live  ; 
"  Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
"  And  eafe  the  forrows  of  the  mind. 

4.  "  When  I  contend  againft  their  fin, 

"  I  make  them  kuow  how  vile  they've  been  ; 

"But  fhould  my  wrath  forever  fmoke, 

"  Their  fouls  would  fink  beneath  my  ftroke.,, 


HYMN    XVIII.  29r 

5  O  may  thy  pard'ning  grace  be  nigh, 
Left  we  ihould  faint,  defpair  and  die  ! 
Thus  fhall  our  better  thoughts  approve 
The  methods  of  thy  chaft'ning  love. 

Hymn    XVIII.     Long  Metre. 

Matt.  v.  3— —12. 

1  T>  LEST  are  the  humble  fouls  that  fee 
jLJ  Their  emptinefs  and  poverty  ; 
Treafures  of  grace  to  them  are  giv'n, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  Heav'n. 

2  Bled  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  fin  with  inward  fniart  y. 
The  blood  of  Chrift  divinely  flows, 

A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 

3  Bleft  are  the  meek,  who  ftand  afar 
From  rage  and  paffion,   noife  and  war  4 
God  will  fecure  their  happy  ftate, 

And  plead  their  caufe  againft  the  great. 

4  Bleft  are  the  fouls  that  third  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteoufnefs  j 
They  fhall  be  well  fupply'd  and  fe* 
With  living  dreams  and  living  bread. 

5  Bleft  are  the  men  whofe  bowels  move, 
And  melt  with  fympathy  and  love  : 
From  Chrift  the  Lord  they  fnall  obtain 
Like  fympathy  and  love  again  : 

6  Bleft  are  the  pure,  whofe  hearts  are  cleaa 
From   the  defiling  pow'rs  of  fin  ; 

With  endlefs  pleafure   they  fhall  fee 
A  God  of  fpotlefs  purity. 

7  Bleft  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 

Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  flrife  ; 


292      HTMN    XIX,  XX. 

They  (hall  be  calPd  the  heirs  of  blifs, 
The  fons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 
$   Bled  are  the  fuff'rers  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  fharne  for  Jefus'  fake  ; 
Their  fouls  fliail  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 

Hymn    XIX.     Common  Metre. 

%  Tim.  i.  12. 

1  T'M  not  afham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 
X      Or  to  defend  his  caufe, 
Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word, 

The  glory  of  his  crofs. 

2  Jefus,  my  God  !    I  know  his  name, 

His  name   is  all   my  truft  ; 
Nor  will  he  put   my  foul  to  fhame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  loft. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promife  Hands, 

And   he  can    well  fecure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
Till    the    decifive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthlefs  name 

Before  his  Father's  face, 
And  in  the  new  Jerufalem 

Appoint  my  foul   a  place. 

— - —  '  ...  i  » 

Hymn    XX.     Common  Metre. 

2  Cor.  i.  5 8. 

1  f  j1  HERE  is  a  houfe  not  made  with  hands, 

JL        Eternal  and  on  high, 
And  here  my  fpirit  waiting  ftaude 
Till  God  mail   bid   it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prifon  of  my  clay 

Mult  be  diffolv'd  and  fall  ; 
Then,   O  my  foul,   with  joy  obey 
Thy  heav'nly  Father's  call. 


HTMN    XXI.  '293 

3  "Pis  he,  by  his  almighty  grace, 

That  forms  thee   fit  for  Heav'n  ; 
And,  as  an  earneft  of  the  place, 
Has  his  own  Spirit   giv'n. 

4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come, 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word  ; 
But  while  the  body  is  our  home 
We're  abfent  from  the  Lord. 

5  'Tis  pleafant  to  believe  thy  grace, 

But  we  had    rather  fee  ; 
We  would  be  abfent  from  the  flefh, 
And  prefent,  Lord,  with  thee. 


Hymn    XXI.     Long  Metre. 

Matt.  xxii.  37- 40. 

1  r  I  ^HUS  faith  the  firft,  the  great  command, 

I         "  Let  all  thy  inward   pow'rs  unite 
«'  To  love  thy  Maker,  and  thy  God, 
"  With  utmoll  vigour  and  delight. 

2  "  Then  fhall  thy   neighbour  next  in  place 

"  Share  thine  affedtions  and  efteem, 
"  And  let   thy  kindnefs  to  thyfelf 
"  Meafure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him.'' 

3  This  is  the  fenfe  that  Mofes  fpoke, 

This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove  at 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 
And  the  whole  law's  fulfili'd   by  love. 

4  But  O  !   how  bafe  our  paflions  are  ! 

How  cold  our  charily  and  zeal  ! 
Lord,  fill  our  fouls  with  heav'nly  fire, 
Or  we  mall  ne'er  perform  thy  wilL 
Aa  2 


*94    HTMN    XXII,  XXIII. 
H  y  m  n    XXII.     Long  Metre. 

Matt.  xi.  28 30. 

1  M  /^<OME  hither,  all  ye  weary  fouls, 

V_y    "  Ye  heavy  laden  finners  come, 
"  I'll  give  you  reft  from  all  your  toils, 
"  And  raife  you  to  my  heav'nly  home. 

2  "  They  (hall  find  reft  that  learn  of  me  ; 

"  I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  : 
<s  But  paflion  rages  like  the  fea, 
"  And  pride  is  reftltfs  ad  the  wind. 

3  "  Blefs'd  is  the  man  whofe  moulders  take 

"  My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight  ; 
"  My  yoke  is  eafy  to  his  neck, 

"  My  grace  (hall  make  the  burden  light. '* 

4  Jefus,  we  come  at  thy  command  ; 

With  faith  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Refign  our  fpirits  to  thy  hand, 

To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 


Hymn    XXIII.     Common  Metre o 

Luke  i.  6S,  &c. 

1  XJOW  bleft  be  lfr'el's  Lord  and  God, 
JL^I       Whofe  mercy  at  our  need 

Has  vifited  his  people's  grief, 
And  them  from  bondage  freed  : 

2  And  rais'd  in  faithful  David's  houfe 

Salvation,  which  of  old, 
E'er  fince  the  world  itfelf  began, 
His  prophets  had  fortold. 

5   To  fave  us  from  our  fpiteful  foes, 
And  keep  his  oath  in  mind, 
Which  he  to  Abr'am  heretofore, 
And  to  our  fathers  fign'd. 


HTMN    XXIV.  295 

4  That  we  from  fear  and  danger  freed9 

His  temple  may  frequent  ; 
And  all  our  days,  as  in   his  fight, 
In    holy    life  be  fpent. 

5  And  thou,  O  child,  malt  then  be  cali'd 

God's  prophet,  to  declare 
His  meffage,  and  before  his  face 
His  paffage  to  prepare. 

C  To  give  them  light  who  now  in  fhades 
Of  night  and  death  abide  ; 
And  in  the  way  that  leads  to  peace 
Our  foot  Heps  fafcly  guide. 

Hymn    XXIV.     Common  Metre. 

Luke  i.  46,  &c. 

1  "]\/TY  foul  and  fpirit,  fill'd  with  joy, 
XVX  My  God  and  Saviour  praife  ; 
Whofe  goodnefs  did  from  poor  eitate 

His  humble  handmaid  raife. 

2  Me  bled  of  God,    the  God  of  pow'r, 

All  ages  (hall  confefs, 
Whofe  name   is  holy,  and  whofe  love 
His  faints  mail  ever  blefs. 

3  The  proud,  and  all  their  vain  defigns, 

He  quickly  did  confound  : 
He  caft  the  mighty  from  their  feat, 
The  meek  and  humble  crown'd. 

4  The  hungry  with  good  things  are  fill'd9 

The  rich  with  hunger  pin'd  : 
He  fent  hi;;  fervant  Ifr'el  help, 
And  cali'd  his  love  to  mind  ; 

5  Which  to  our  fathers  heretofore/ 

By  oath  he  did  enfure  ; 
To  Abr'am  and  his  chofen  feed3 
Forever  to  endure. 


296    HTMN    XXV,  XXVI. 
Hymn    XXV.     Common  Metre. 

Luke  ii.  29. 

1  7*     ORD,  let  thy  fervant  now  depart 
\  _j      Into  thy  promis'd  reft, 

Since  my  expecting  eyes  have  been 
With  thy  falvation  bleft  : 

2  Which,  till  this  time,  thy  favour'd  faints, 

And  prophets,  only  knew, 
Long  fince  prepar'd,  but  now  fet  forth 
In  all  the  people's  view. 

3  A  light  to  (hew  the  heathen  world 

The  way  to  faving  grace  : 
But  O  !   the  light  and  glory  both 
Of  Ifr'el's  chofen  race. 


Hymn    XXVI.     Common  Metre. 

Luke  ii.  8—15. 

i    \\T  HILE  fhepherds  watch'd  their  flocks 
VV  by  night, 

All  feated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  (hone  around. 

2  "  Fear  not,"  faid  he,  for  mighty  dread 

Had  fciz'd  their  troubled  mind  : 
*4  Glad    tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
"  To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you  in  David's  town,   this  day 

"  Is  born  of  David's  line, 
M  The  Saviour,  who  is  Chrifl:  the  Lord  ; 
"  And  this  (hall  be  the  ilgn  ; 


HTMN    XXVII.         c9y 

4  "  The  heavily  babe  you  there  fhall  find 

"  To  human  view  difplay'd, 
M  All  meanly  wrapt  in  fwathing  bands, 
••  And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  fpake  the  feraph,  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  fhining  throng 
Of  angels,  praifing  God,  and  thus 
Addrefs'd  their  joyful  fong  : 

6  "  All  glory  be  to   God  on  high  j 

"  And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
"  Good-will  henceforth  from  Heav'n  to  men, 
"  Begin  and  never  ceafe." 


Hymn   XXVII.     Common  Metre. 

i  Cor.  v.  7.    Rom.  vi.  9,  &c. 

1  CJ INCE  Chrift;  our  pafTover  is  flam 
O      A  facrifice  for  all  ; 

Let  all  with  thankful  hearts  agree 
To  keep  the  feftival  : 

2  Not  with  the  leaven,  as  of  old, 

Of  fin  and  malice  fed  ; 
But  with  unfeign'd  fincerity, 
And  truth's  unleaven'd  bread. 

3  Chrift  being  raisM  by  pow'r  divine9 

And  refcu'd  from  the  grave, 
Shall  die  no  more,  death  (hall  on  hirn 
No  more  dominion  have  ; 

4  For  that  he  dy'd,  'twas  for  our  fins 

He  once  vouchfaf'd  to  die, 
But  that  he  lives,   he  lives  to  God, 
For   all   eternity. 


2$t        HYMN    XXVIIL 

5  So  count  yourfelves  as  dead  to  fin, 
But  gracioufly  reftor'd, 
And  made  henceforth  alive  to  God, 
Through  Jefus  Chrift  our  Lord. 


Hymn   XXVIII .     Common  Metre, 

1  (~\  GOD,  we  praife  thee,  and  confcfs 
V^/      That  thou  the  only  Lord, 

And  everlafting  Father  art, 
By  all  the  earth  ador'd. 

2  To  the'e  all  angels  cry  aloud, 

To  thee  the  pow'rs  on  high, 
Both  cherubim  and  feraphim, 
Continually    do    cry  j 

3  O  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Whom  heav'nly  holts  obey  ; 
The  world  is  with  the  glory  fill'd 
Of  thy  majeftick  fway. 

4  Th'  apoftles'  glorious  company, 

And  prophets  crown'd  with  light, 
With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  hoft, 
Thy  conftant  praife  recite. 

5  The  hcly  church  throughout  the  world, 

O  Lord,    confeffes  thee, 
That  thou  eternal  Father  art 
Of  boundlefs  roajefty  : 

6  Thy  honour'd,  true  and  only  Son, 

And  Holy  Ghoft  the  fpring 
Of  never-cealing  joy,  O  Chritt, 
Of  glory  thou  art  King. 

7  The  Father's   everlafting  Son, 

Thou  from  on  high  dtdft  come 


HYMN    XXIX.         299 

To  fave  mankind,  and  didft  not  then 

Difdain  the  virgin's  womb. 
S  And  having  overcome  the  rh'ng 

Of  death,   thou  open'it   wide 
The  gates  of  Heav'n  to  all,  who  firm 

In  thy  belief   abide. 

PART     II. 

9  Crown'd  with  the  Father's  glory,  thou 

At  God's  right  hand  doft  fit  ; 
Whence  thou  (halt  come  to  be  our  Judge, 
To  fentence  or  acquit. 

10  O  therefore  fave  thy  fervants,  Lord, 

Whofe  fouls  fo  dearly  colt  ; 
Nor  let  the  purchafe  of  thy  blood, 
Thy  precious  blood,  be  loft. 

1 1  We  magnify  thee  day  by  day, 

And  ever  worfhip  thee  ; 
Voiichfafe  to  keep  us,  Lord,   this  day 
From  fin  and  danger  free. 

12  Have  mercy,  mercy,  on  us,  Lord  I 

To  us  thy  grace   extend, 
According  as  for  mercy  we 
On  thee  alone  depend. 

13  In  thee  I  have  repos'd  my  truft, 

And  ever   mail  do  fo  : 
Preferve  me  then  from  ruin  here, 
And  from    eternal   woe. 


Hymn    XXIX.     Common  Metre, 

Rev.  iv.  11.  and  v.  9.  &c. 

i   r  I  sHOU  God,  all  glory,  honour,  pow*r 
A       Art  worthy  to  receive  ; 


300  HYMN    XXX. 

Since  all   things  by  thy  pow'r  were  made, 
And   by  thy  bounty   live. 

2  And  worthy  is  the  Lamb,  all  pow'r, 

Honour  and  wealth  to  gain, 
Glory  and  ftrength,  who  for  our  fins 
A  facrifice  was  flain. 

3  All  worthy  thou  who  haft  redeern'd. 

And  ranfom'd    us  to  God, 
From  ev'ry  nation,  ev'ry  coaft, 
By  thy  mod  precious  blood. 

4  Bleffing  and  honour,  glory,  pow'r, 

By  all  in  earth  and  Heav'n, 

To  him  that  fits  upon  the  throne, 

And  to  the  Lamb,  be  giv'n. 


Hymn    XXX.     Common  Metre. 

Rev.xix.  5,  &c. 

1  \  LL  ye  who  faithful  fervants  are 
JLJl      Of  onv  almigluy   King, 

Both  high  and  low,  and  fmall  and  great, 
His  praife  devoutly  fing. 

2  Let  us  rejoice  and  render  thanks 

To  his  molt  holy  name  ; 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  for  now  is  come 
The  marriage  of  the  Lamb. 

3  His  bride  herfelf  has  ready  made, 

How  pure  and  white  her  drel's  ! 
Which  is  the  faints'  integrity 
And  fpoflefs  holinefs. 

4  O  therefore  bleft  is  ev'ry  one, 

Who  to  the  marriage  feaft,' 
And  holy  fupper  of  the   Lamb, 
Is  cali'd  a  welcome  gucft. 


I 


HYMN    XXXI,  XXXII,     301 
H^mn    XXXI.     tommon  Metre, 

Matt.  vi.  9,  &c. 

I    /~\  UR  Father  who  in  Heav'n  art, 
\J      All  hallow'd  be  thy  name  ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  ;  thy  will  be  done, 
Throughout  this  earthly  frame, 
2.  As  cheerfully  as  'tis  by  thofe 

Who  dwell  with  thee  on  high  ; 
Lord,  let  thy  bounty,  day  by  day, 
Our  daily  food  fupply  : 

3  As  we  forgive  our  enemies, 

Thy  pardon.  Lord,  we  crave  ; 
Into  temptation  lead  us  not, 
But  us  from   evil  fave  : 

4  For  kingdom,  pov^'r,  and  glory  all 

Belong,    O  Lorcf,  to  thee  : 
Thine  from  eternity  they  were, 
And  thine  fhall  ever  be. 

Hymn    XXXII.     Common  Metre, 

1  Cor.  xv.  20,  21.     Collof.  Hi.  i. 

1  sT^i  HRIST  from  the  dead  is  rais'd  and  made 
\^s      The  firft  fruits  of  the  tomb  ; 

For,  as  by  man  came  deaths  by  man 
Did  refurrection  come. 

2  For,  as  in  Adam  all  mankind 

Did  guilt  and  death  derive  ; 
So,  by  the  righteoufnefs  of  Chrift, 
Shall  all  be  made  alive. 

3  If  then  ye  rifen  are  witl^Chrift, 

Seek  only  how  to  get 
The  things  that  are  above,  where  Chad 
At  God's  right  hand  is  fet. 
B  b 


302        HYMN    XXXIII. 
Hymn    XXXIII.     Comm  on  Metre. 

Aaocher  verfion  of  Luke  ii.  8,  &c. 

i"QHEPHERDS,iejoice,lift  up  your  eyes, 
|^      "  And  fend   your  fears  away  : 
"  News  from  the  region  of  the  ikies, 
"  Salvation's  born   to-day. 

2  "  Jefus,  the  God   whom  angels   fear, 

"'  Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you  : 
"  To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
M  But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3  "  No  gold,  nor  purple  Twaddling  bands, 

"  Nor  royal  mining  things  ; 
M  A  manger  for  his  cradle  ftands, 
"  And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 

4  c<  Go,  fhepherds,  where  the  infant  lies, 

"  And  fee  his  humble  throne  ; 
«'  With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 
*  Go,  fhepherds,  kifs  the  Son." 

5  Thus  Gabriel  fang,  and  ftrait  around 

The  heav'nly  armies  throng, 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  found, 
And  thus  conclude  their  fong  : 

6  "  Glory  to  God   that  reigns  above, 

"  Let  peace  furround  the  earth  ; 
"  Mortals  (hall  know  their  Maker's  love, 
"  At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 

7  Lord,  and  mail  angels  have  their  fongs, 

And  men  no  tunes  to  raife  .p         • 
O  m«y  we  lofe  thefe  ufelefs  tongues 
When  they  forget  to  praife  ! 

8  Glory  to  God  that   reigns  above, 

That  pity'd  us  forlorn, 
We  join  to  ling  our  Maker's  love, 
For  there's  a  Saviour  barn. 


HYMN-  XXXIV. 


3°3 


Hymn   XXXI V.     Common  Metre. 

Ecc.  xii.  I,  &c. 
i    /CHILDREN,  to  your  Creator,  God, 
\^j      Your  early  honours   pay, 
While  vanity  an-d   youthful  blood 
Would  tempt  your  thoughts  aftray. 
.2  The  mem'ry  of  his  mighty  name, 
Demands  your  fftft  regard  ; 
Nor  dare  indulge  a  meaner  flame, 
Till   you  have  lov'd  the  Lord. 

3  Be  wife,  and  make  his  favour  fure 

Before  the  mournful  days, 
When  youth  and  mirth  are  known  no  more3 
And  life  and  ilrength  decays. 

4  No  more  the  blefiings  of  a  feaft 

Shall  relim  on  the  tongue, 
The  heavy  ear  forgets  the  tafle 
And  pleafure  of  a  fong. 

5  Old  age,  with  all  her  difmal  train, 

Invades  your  golden  years 
With  fighs,  and  groans,  and  raging  pain3 
And  death  that  never  fpares. 

6  What  will  you  do  when  light  departs, 

And  leaves  your  withering  eyes, 
Without  one  beam  to  cheer  your  hearts. 
From  the  fuperiour  fkies  ? 

7  How  will  you  meet  God*s  frowning  brow. 

Or  ftand  before  his  feat, 
WThile  nature's  old  fupporters  bow, 
Nor  bear  their  tott'ring  weight  \ 

8  Can  you  expect  your  feeble  arms 

Shall   make  a  ftrong  defence, 

When  death,  with  terrible  alarms, 

Summons  the  prisoner  hence  \ 


304  HTMN    XXXV. 

9  The  filver  bands  of  nature  burft, 

And  let  the   building  fall  ; 
The  flefli  goes  down  to  mix  with  duft, 
Its  vile   original. 

10  Laden  with  guilt,  a  heavy  load, 

Uncleans'd  and  unforgiv'n, 
The  foul  returns  t'  an  angry  God, 
To  be  fhut  out  from  Heav'n. 


Hymn    XXXV.     Common  Metre, 

Job  J.   21. 

1  1WT"AKED  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 
_LN       And  crept  to  life  at  firfl, 

We  to  the  earth   return   again, 
And  mingle  with  our  duft. 

2  The  dear    delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And   fondly  call  our  own, 
Are  but  fhort  favours  borrow'd  now, 
To  be  repaid  anon. 

3  'Tis  God  that  lifts  our  comforts  high* 

Or  finks  them  in  the  grave, 

He  gives,  and  blelTed  be  his  name, 

He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  alj  our  angry  pafiions  then, 

Let  each  rebellious  figh 
Be  filent  at  his  fov'reign  will, 
And  ev'ry  murmur  die. 

^   If  fmiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 
Its  praifes  mall  be  fpread, 
And  we'll  adore  thcjuflice  too 
That  ilrikes  our  comforts  dead. 


HYMN  XXXVI,  XXXVII.  305 
Hymn    XXXVI.     Long  Metre. 

Rom.  viii.  33,  &c. 

1  T ITT  HO  fh all  the  Lord's  ele&  condemn  \ 

V  V       'Tis  God  that  juftifies  their  fouls. 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  dream, 
O'er  all  their  fins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  (hall  adjudge  the  faints  to  hell  ? 

'Tis  Chrift  that  fuffer'd  in  their  (lead, 
And  their  falvation  to  fulfil, 

Behold  him  rifmg  from  the  dead. 

3  He  lives  !   he  lives  !   and  fits  above, 

Forever  interceding  there  ; 
Who  fhall  divide  us  from  his  love, 
Or  what  fhall  tempt  us  to  defpair  ? 

4  Shall  perfecution,  or  diftrtfs, 
Famine,  or  fvvord,  or  nakednefs  ? 

He  that  hath  lov'd  us  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conqu'rors  toOo 

5  Faith  has  an  overcoming  pow'r, 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour  j 
Chrift  is  our  life,  our  joy,   our  hope, 
Nor  can  we  fink  with  fuch  a  prop. 

6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 
Nor  pow'rs  on  high,  nor  pow'rs  below, 
Shall  caufe  his  mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Chrift  our  love. 

Hymn    XXXVII.     Long  Metre. 

Pfalm  xllx.  6,  9.    Ecc.  viii.  8.    Jobiii.  14,  15. 
I    T  N  vain  the  wealthy  mortals  toil, 

JL      And  heap  their  fhining  duft  in  vainp 
Look  down  and  fcorn  the  humble  poor, 
And  boaft  their  lofty  hills  of  gain, 
.  Bb2 


306      HYMN    XXXVIII. 

2  Their  golden  cordials  cannot   eafe 

Their  pained  hearts  or  aching  heads, 
Nor  fright  nor  bribe  approaching  death 
From  glitt'ring  roofs  and  downy  beds. 

3  The  ling'ring,   the  unwilling  foul 

The  difmal  fummons  mult  obey, 
And  bid  a  long,  a  fad  farewell 
To  the  pale  lump  of  lifelefs  clay. 

4  Thence  they  are  huddled  to  the  grave, 

Where  kings  and  flaves  have  equal  thrones, 
Their  bones  withont  diftin&ion  lie 
Amongft  the  heap  of  meaner  bones. 

Hymn    XXXVIII.     Long  Metre. 

Rev.  v.  6,  7,  8,  9. 
3       A    LL  mortal  vanities  be  gone, 

jLX.    Nor  tempt  my  eyes  nor  tire  my  ears ; 
Behold  amidll  tb*  eternal  throne 
A  viiion  of  the    Lamb  appears. 

2  Glory  his  fleecy  robe  adorns, 

Mark'd  with  the  bloody  death  he  bore  ; 
Sev'n  are  his  eyes,  and  fev'n  his  horns, 
To  fpeak  his  wifdom  and  his  pow'r. 

3  Lo  !  he  receives  a  fealed  book 

From  him  that  fits  upon  the  throne  5 
Jefus,   my  Lord,   prevails  to  look 

On  dark  decrees,   and  things  unknown, 

4  All  the  afTembling  faints  around 

Fall  vyoi {hipping  before  the  Lamb, 
And  in  new  fongs  of  gofpel  found 
Addrefs  their  honours  to  his  name. 

5  The  joy,  the  fhout,  the  harmony 

Flies  o'er  the   everlafling  hills, 


HYMN   XXXIX.       307 

'*  Worthy  art  thou  alone,'''  they  cry, 
"  To  read  the  book,  to  loofe  the  feals.'* 

6  Our  voices  join  the  heav'nly  itrain, 

And  with    tranfporting  pleafure  fing, 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  flain9 
To  be  our  Teacher  and  our  King." 

7  His  words  of  prophecy  reveal 

Eternal  counfels,   deep  defigns  ; 
His  grace  and  vengeance  fhall  fulfil 
The  peaceful  and  the  dreadful  lines. 

8  Thou   haft   redeetn'd  our  fouls  from  hell 

With  thine  invaluable  blood  ; 
And  wretches  that  did  once  rebel, 

Are  now  made  fav'rites  of  their  God* 

9  Worthy  forever  is  the  Lord, 

That  dy'd  for  treafon  not  his  own, 
By  ev'ry  tongue  to  be  ador'd, 

And  dwell  upon  his  Father's  throne. 


Hymn    XXXIX.     Common  Metre, 

2  Tim.  iv.  6,7,8,18. 

1  "1~""\EATH  may  difTolve  my  body  now., 
JL#      And  bear  my  fpirit  home  ; 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  fo  flow, 

Nor  my  falvation  come  ? 

2  With  heav'nly  weapons'  I  have  fought 

The  battles  of  the  Lord, 
Finifh'd  my  courfe,  and  kept  the  faitb9 
And   wait  the  fure  reward. 

3  God  has  laid  up  in   Heav'n  for  me 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
The  righteous  Judge  at  that  great  day 
Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 


3o8  HYMN   XL. 

4  Nor  hath  the  King  of  grace  decreed  . 

This   prize  for  me  alone  ; 
But  all  that  love,  and  long  to  fee 
TV  appearance  of  his  Son. 

5  Jefus,  the  Lord,  (hall  guard  me  Tafe 

from  ev'ry   ill  defign  ; 
And  to  his  heav'niy  kingdom  take 
This  feeble  foul  of  mine. 

6  God  is  my  everlafting  aid, 

And  hell  fh-Ui  rage  in  vain  ; 
To  him  be  higher!  glory  paid, 
And  endlefs   praife.     Amen. 


Hymn    XL.     Common  Metre, 

Ifai.  lxiii.  i,  2,  3,  &c. 

WHAT  mighty  man,  or  mighty  God, 
Comes  travelling  in  (late, 
Along  the   Idumean   road, 

Away  from  Bozrah's  gate  ! 
The  gloty  of  his  robes  proclaim 

'Tis  fome  victorious  king  : 
"  'Tis  1  the  juft,  th'  almighty  One, 
"  That  your  falvation  bring." 

Why,  mighty  Lord,  thy  faints  inquire, 

Why    thine  apparel's  red  ? 
And  all  thy  vefture  llain'd  like  thofe 

Who  in  the  wineprefs  tread  ? 
"  I  by  myfelf  have  trod  the  prefs, 

"  And  crum'd  my  foes  alone, 
**  My  wrath  has  ftruck  the  rebels  dead, 

"  My  fuiy  ftamp'd  them  down. 

"  >Tis  Edom's  blood  that  dies  my  robes 
<*  With  joyful  fcarlet  ltains, 

I 


HTMN    XLL  309 


**  The  triumph  that  my  raiment  wears 
*'  Sprung  from  their  bleeding  veins. 
6  *'  Thus  ihail  the  nations  be  deftroy'd 
M  That  dare  infuit    my  faints, 

"   I  have' an  arm  t*  avenge  their  wrongi 
An  ear  for  their  complaints." 


Hymn    XLL     Common  Metre. 

Nahurn  i.  1,  2,  3,  &c. 

1  A    DORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God 
JLX.      Is  a  confuming  fire  ; 

His  jealous  eyes  his  wrath  inflame, 
And  raife  his  vengeance  higher. 

2  Almighty  vengeance  !   how  it  burns  ! 

How  bright  his  fury  glows  ! 
Vaft  magazines  of  plagues  and  ftorms 
Lie  treafur'd  for  his  foes. 

3  Thofe  heaps  of  wrath  by  flow  degrees 

Are  forc'd  into  a  flame, 
But  kindled,  oh  !    how  fierce  they  blaze  ! 
And  rend  all  nature's  frame. 

4  At  his  approach  the  mountains  flee, 

And  feek  a  wat'Vy  grave  ; 
The  frighted  fea  makes  hafle  away, 
And  ihrinks  up  ev'ry  wave. 

5  Through  the  wide,  air  the  weighty  rocks 

Are  fwift  as  hailftones  hurl'd  : 
Who  dares  engage  his  fiery  rage, 
That  fhakes  the  folid  world  ? 

6  Yet,  mighry  God,   thy   fov'reign  grace 

Sits  regent  on  the  throne, 
The   refuge  of  thy  chofen   race, 
When  wrath  comes  rufhing  down. 


3io    HYMN  XLII,  XLIII. 

7  Thy  hand  mall    on  rebellious  kings 
A  fiery  tempeit   pour, 
While  we  beneath  thy  (helt'ring  wings 
Thy  juft  revenge  adore. 

Hymn    XLII.     Long  Metre, 

Ifai.  xl.  28,  29,  30,  31. 

1  A    WAKE  our  fouls,  away  our  fears, 
2^\.   Let  ev'ry  trembling  thought  be  gone 

.    Awake,   and   run  the  heav'nly  race, 
And   put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,    'tis  a  (Irait  and  thorny  road, 

And  mortal  fpirits  tire  and  faint  ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 

That  feeds  the  ftrength  of  ev'ry  faint. 

3  The  mighty  God,  whofe  matchlefs  pow'r 

Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  ensures  while  endlefs  years 
Their  everlafting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  fpring, 

Our  fouls  fhali  drink  a  frefh  fupply, 
While  fuch  as  truft  their  native  ftrength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle   cuts  the  air, 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode, 

On  wings  of  love  our  fouls  mail  fly, 

Nor  tire  amidft  the  heav'nly   road. 

Hymn    XL11I.     Short  Metre. 

Jnde  24,  25. 
I        npO  God  the  only  wife, 

J         Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  faints  below  the  Ikies 
Their  humble  praifes  bring. 


HTMN    XLIV.         311 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 
His  counfel   and   his  care, 

Prefcrves  us  fafe  from  fin  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  fnare. 

3  He  will  prefent  our  fouls, 
UnbleminYd  and  complete, 

Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chofen  feed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 

Shall  blefs  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer,  God, 
Wifdom  and  pow'r  belongs, 

Immortal  crowns  of  majefly, 
And   everlafting  fongs. 

Hymn    XLIV.     Long  Metre. 

Rev.  xii.  7. 

1  "T     ET  mortal  tongues  attempt  to  fing 

1  1  The  wars  of  Heav'n, when  Michael  Itood 
Chief  general  of  th'  eternal    King, 
And  fought  the  battles  of  our  God. 

2  Againft  the  dragon  and  his  hofl 

The  armies  of  the  Lord  prevail  ; 
In  vain  they  rage,  in  vain  they  boaft, 
Their  courage  links,  their  weapons  fail. 

3  Down  to  the  earth  was  Satan  thrown, 

Down  to  the  earth  his  legions  fell  ; 
Then  was  the  trump  Gf  triumph  blown, 
And  (hook  the  dreadful  deeps  of  hell. 
6.  Now  is  the  hour  of  darknefs  pail, 

Chilli  has  affum'd  his  reigning  pow'r  ; 


312         HYMN    XLV1. 

Behold  the  great  accufer  cad 

Down  from  the  fkies,  to  rife  no  more. 

5  'Twas  by  thy   blood,  immortal   Lamb, 

Thine  armies  trod  the  tempter  down  ; 
'Twas  by   thy  word  and  pow'rful   name 
They  gain'd  the  battle  and   renown. 

6  Rejoice,  ye  Heav'ns  ;  let  ev'ry  {tar 

Shine  with  new  glories  round  the  fky  ; 
Saints,  while  ye  fing  the  heav'nly  war, 
Raife  your  Deliv'rer's  name  on  high. 

Hymn    XLV.     Long  Metre. 

Rev.  i.  5,  6,  7. 

1  VTOW  to  the  Lord,  that  makes  us  know 
Jl%1       The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 

Be  humble  honours  paid  below, 
And  (bains  of  nobler  praife  above. 

2  'Twas  he  that  clcans'd  our  fouleft  fin*, 

And  wanYd   us  in   his  richell  blood  : 
'Tis  he  that  makes  us  priefls  and  kings, 
And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 

3  To  Jefus  our  atoning  PrieM, 

To  Jefus  our  fuperiour  King, 
Ee  eyerlailing  power  confeft, 

And  ev'ry  tongue  his  glory   fing. 
4.  Behold  on   flying  clouds  he  comes, 

And  ev'ry  eye  (hall  fee  him  move  ; 
Though  with   our  fins  we  piere'd  him  once, 

Then  he  difpiay'd  his  pard'nir.g  love. 

5   The  unbelieving  world  (hall  wail, 
While  we'  rejoice  to  fee  the  day  ; 
Come,  Lord  ;    nor  let  thy  promile  fail, 
Nor  let  thy  chariots  long  delay. 


HTMN    XLVI,XLVII.    313 

Hymn    XLVI.     Common  Metre. 

Rev.  v.  2,  iz,  13. 

1  /""NOME  let  us  join  our  cheerful  fongs 
\_ j      With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thoufand  thoufand  are  their  tongues, 

But  all  their  joys  afte  one. 

2  «'  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  dy'd,"  they  cry, 

"  To  be  exalted  thus  !" 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 
For  he  was  thin  fa*-  us. 

3  Jefus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  pow'r  divine  ; 
And  bleffings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  Iky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  feas, 
Confpire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  fpeak  thine  endlefs  praife, 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  blefs  the  facred  name 
Of  him  that  fits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

Hymn    XLVI  I.     Short  Metre. 

I  Jehn  ill .  I,  &c.     Gal.  iv.  6. 

1  T)  EHOLD  what  wond'rous  grace 
X>  The  Father  has  bettow'd 

On  finners  of  a   mortal  race, 
To  call  them  fons  of  God  ! 

2  5Tis  no  furprifing  thing, 
That  we   fliould  be  unknown  ; 

The  Jewifh  world  knew  not  their  King, 
God's  everlafling  Son  : 

3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  muft  be  made  ; 
C  c 


3i4         HYMN    XLVIII. 

But  when  we  fee  our  Saviour  here, 
We  fhall  be  like  our  head. 

4  A  hope  fo  much  divine 
May  trials  well  endure, 

May  purge  our  fouls  from  fenfe  and  fin, 
As  Chrift  the  Lord  is  pure. 

5  If  in    my  Father's  love 
I    mare  a   filial  part, 

Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove, 
To  reft  upon  my  heart. 

6  We   woulcUno  longer  lie 

Like  (laves  beneath  the  throne  : 
Our  faith  mall  abba  Father  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

Hymn    XLVIII.     Long  Metre. 

Solomon's  Song  viii.  5,  6,  7,  13,  14. 


w 


That  travels  from  the  wildernefs  ? 
And  prefs'd  with  forrows  and   with  fins, 
On  her  beloved  Lord  lhe  leans. 
2  This  is  the  fpoufe  of  Chrift  our  God, 
Bought  with  the  treafures  of  his  blood'; 
And  her  rsqueft  and  her  complaint, 
Is  but  the  voice  of  every  faint. 

3.  <c  O  let  my  name  engraven  (land, 

"  Both  on  thy  heart  and  on  thy  hand  : 
fS  Seal  me  upon  thine  arm,  and  wear 
"  That  pledge  of  love  forever  there. 

4  c«  Stronger  than  death  thy  love  is  known, 
lt  Which  floods  of  wrath  could  never  drown  ; 
**  And  hell  and  earth  in  vain  combine 

"  To  quench  a  fire  fo  much  divine. 

5  "  But  I  am  jealous  of  my  heart, 

"  Left  it  fliould  once  from  thee  depart  ; 


HYMN    XLIX.         315 

c*  Then  let  thy  name  be   well  imprefs'd, 
"  As  a  fair  fignet  on  my  breaft. 
d  '*  Till  thou  haft  brought   me  to  thy  home, 
"  Where  fears  and  doubts  can  never  come, 
*'  Thy  count'nance  let  me  often  fee, 
"  And  often  thou  fhalt  hear  from  me. 

7  "  Come,  my  beloved,  hafte  away, 
"  Cut  fhort  the  hours  of  thy  delay, 
"  Fly  like  a  youthful  hart  or  roe 
"  Over  the  hills  where  fpices  grow.5' 

Hymn    XLIX.     Long  Metre. 

Job  I  v.  17— —21. 

1  QHALL   the  vile  race  of  flefh  and   blood 
O    Contend  with  their  Creator,  God  I 
Shall  mortal  worms  prefume  to  be 

More  holy,  wife,  or  juft  than  he  ? 

2  Behold  he  puts  hio  truft  in  none 
Of  all  the  fpirits  round  his  throne  ; 
Their  natures,  when  compar'd  with  his, 
Are  neither  holy,  juft,  nor  wife. 

3  But  how  much  meaner  things  are  they 
Who  fpring  from  duft,  and  dwell  in  clay  I 
Tonch'd  by  the  finger  of  thy  wrath, 

We  faint  and  vanifh  like  the  moth. 

4  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
We  die  by  thoufands  in  thy  fight  ; 
Bury'd  in  duft,  whole  nations  lie 
Like  a  forgotten  vanity. 

5  Almighty  Pow'r,  to  thee  we  bow  ; 
How  frail  are  we  !   how  glorious  thou  ! 
No  more  the  fons  of  earth  fhall  dare 
With  an  eternal  God  compare. 


5i6  HYMlti    L,  LI. 

Hymn    L.     Long  Metre. 

Ecclei.  lx.  4,  5,  6,  ic. 

1  X     IFE  is  the  time  to  ferve  the  Lord, 

I   1   The  time  t'enfure  the  great  reward. 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vileft  finner  may  return. 

2  [Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  giVn, 
To  'fcape  from  hell,  and  fly  to  Heav'n  ; 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  bleffings  of  the  day.] 

1  The  living  know  that  they  mufl  die, 
But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie  ; 
Their  mem'ry  and  their  fenfe  is  gone, 
Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

4.  [Their  hatred  and  their  love  is  loft, 
Their  envy  bury'd  in  the  dull  ; 
They  have  no  fhare  in   all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  fun.] 

5  Then  what  my  thoughts  defign'd  to  do. 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might,  purfue, 
Since  no  device,  nor  work  is  found, 

Nor  faith,   nor  hope,    beneath  the  ground. 

6  There  are  no  acls  of  pardon  pafs'd 

In  the  cold  grave,  to  which  we  hade  j 
But  darknefs,  death,  and  long  defpair 
Reign    in  eternal  filence  there. 

Hymn    LI.     Common  Metre. 

Rom-  iii.  19— —22. 

1  "VTAIN  are  the  hopes  the  fons  of  men 

V        On   their  own  works  have  built  ; 
Their  hearts  by  nature  all  unclean, 
And  all  their  actions  guilt. 

2  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  Hop  their  moutho 

Without  a  murm/ring  word* 


HYMN    LII,  LI1L        317 

And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  Hand    « 
Guilty  before  the  Lord. 

3  In  vain  we  afk  God's  righteous  law 

To  juftify    us    now, 
Since  to  convince,  and  to  condemn, 
Is  all   the  law  can  do. 

4  Jcfus,  how  glorious  is  thy  grace, 

When  in  thy  name  we  trutt  ! 
Our  faith  receives   a  right  eoufnefs 
That  makes  the  finnei  juft. 

Hymn    LI  I.     Long  Metre. 

John  iii.  16,  17,  18. 

1  "^"T"OT  to  condemn  the  fons  of  men, 
JL\|       Did  Chrifi  the  Son  of  God  appear  ; 
No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  feen, 

No  flaming  fword,    nor  thunder  there. 

2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 

He  lov'd  the  race  of  man  fo  well, 
He  fent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 

Of  fins,  and  fave  our  fouls  from  hell. 

3  Sinners,  believe  the  Saviour's  word, 

Truft  in  his  mighty  name,  and  live  ; 
A  thoufand  joys  his  lips  afford, 

His  hands  a  thoufand  bleflings  give. 

4  But  vengeance  and  damnation  lies 

On  rebels  who  refufe  the  grace  > 
Who  God's  eternal  fon  defpife, 

The  hotteft  hell  fhall  be  their  place. 

Hymn    LIII.     Common  Metre. 

1  Cor.  ii.  9.  10.     Rev.  xxi.  27. 
OR  eye  hath  feen,  nor  ear  hath  heard;, 
Nor  fenfe  nor  reafon  known, 
Cc  2 


'N 


3iS  HYMN   LIV. 

What  joys  the  Father  has   prepar'd 
For  thofe  that  love  his  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  Heav'n  to  eome  ; 
The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 
Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joy3  above  the  ffcy* 

And  all  the  region  peace  ; 
No  wanton  lips  nor  envious  eye 
Can  fee  or  tafte  the  blifs. 

4  Thofe  holy  gates  forever  bar 

Pollution,  fin,  and  fhame  ; 
None  fhall  obtain  admittance  there 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life  t 

There  all  their  names  are  found  ; 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  fhall  drive 
To  tread  the  heav'nly  ground. 

Hymn    LIV.     Short  Metre. 

Rem  vi.  ij  2,  6. 
i        O  HALL  we  go  on  to  fin, 

k3    Becaufe  thy  grace  abounds  ? 
Or  crucify   the  Lord  again, 
And  open  all  his  wounds  ? 

2  Forbid  it,  mighty  God, 
Nor  let  it  e'er  be  faid, 

That  we,  whofe  fins  are  crucify *d, 
Should  raifc  them  from  the  dead. 

3  We  will  be  fiaves  no  more, 
Since  Chri(l  has  made  us  free, 

Has  nail'd  our  tyrants  to  his  crotb? 
And  bought  our  liberty. 


HTMN    LV,  LVI.       319 
Hymn    LV.     Long  Metre. 

Phil.  iii.  7,8,  9. 

1  TVTO  more,  my  God,  I  boafl  no  raore 
JLNl       Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done  \ 

I  quit  the  hopes  I  held  befoie. 
To  trult  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Now  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 

What  was  my  gain  I  count  my  lofs  % 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  fhame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  crofs. 

3  Yes>  and  I  muft  and  will  cfteem 

All  things  but  lofs  for  jefus'  fake  : 

0  may  my  foul  be  found  in  him, 
And  of  his  righteoufnefs  partake  ! 

4  The  beft  obedience  of  my  hands 

Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne  % 
But  faith  can  anfwer  thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

Hymn    LVI .     Common  Metre. 

Rom.  vii.  8,  &c  . 
I    T     ORD,  how  fecure  my  conscience  was, 
1  a      And  felt  no  inward  dread  ! 

1  was  alive  without  the  law, 

And  thought  my  fins  were  dead. 
%  My  hopes  of  Heav'n  were  firm  and  bright  \ 
But  fince  the  precept  came 
With  a  convincing  pow'r  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

[3   My  guilt  appear'd  but  fmall  before, 
Till  terribly  I  faw 
How  perfect,  holy,  juft,  and  pure 
Was  thine  eternal  law. 
4  Then  felt  my  foul  the  heavy  load, 
My   fins,  reviv'd   again  ; 
I  had  provok'd  a  dreadful  God, 
And  all  my  hopes  were  flain.J 


3zo    HYMN  LVII^LVIII. 

5  I'm  like  a  helplefs  captive  fold, 

Under  the   pow'r  of  fin  ; 
I  cannot  do  the  good   I  would, 
Nor  keep  my  confcience  clean. 

6  My  God,   I  ciy  with  ev'iy  breath 

For  fome  kind   pow'r  to  favc, 
To  break  the  yoke  of  fin  and  death, 
And   thus  redeem  the  fljve. 

H  y  m  n    LVII.     Short  Metre. 

John  i.  17.     Heb.  iii.  3,  Sec.  and  x.  28. 

1  rTHHE  law  by  Mofes  came, 

J         But  peace,  and  truth,  and  love, 
Were  brought  by  Chrift,  a  nobler  name, 
'Defcending  from  above. 

2  Amldlt   the  houfe  of  God 
Their  diff'rent  works  were  done  ; 

Mofes  a   faithful  fervant   flood, 
But  Chrift  a  faithful  Son. 

3  Then  to  his  new  commands 
Be  Itii£t  obedience  paid  ; 

O'er  all  his  Father's  houfe  he  (lands 
The   Sov'reign   and  the   Head. 

4  The  man  that  durtt   defpife 
The  law  that  Mofes  brought, 

Behold  !    how  terribly  he   dies 
For  his  prefumpt'oiis  fault. 

5  But  foier  vengeance  falls 
On  that  rebellious  race, 

Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jefus  calls, 
And  dare  refift  his  grace. 

Hymn    LVIII.     Common  Metre. 

Heb.  iv.  15,  16  $  and  v.  7.     Matt.  xii.  20. 
I    Ty£T  ITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
VV       Of  our  High  Priea  above  y 


HYMN    LIX.  321 

His  heart  is  made  of  tendernefs, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2  Touch'd  with  a  fympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame, 
He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  fame. 

3  But  fpotlefs,  innocent,  and  pure, 

The  great  Redeemer  flood, 
While  Satan's  fiery  darts  he  bore, 

And  did  refift  to  blood. 
4.  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flefh, 

Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears, 
And  in  his  meafure  feels  afrefh 

What  ev'ry  member  bears. 

5  [He'll  never  quench  the  fmoking  flax, 

But  raife  it  to  a  flame  ; 
The  bruifed  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  fcorns  the  meaneft  name. 3 

6  Then  let  our  humble  faith  addrefs 

His  mercy  and  his  pow'r, 
We  mall  obtain  deliv'ring  grace 
In  the  diitreffing  hour. 


Hymn    LIX.     Long  Metre, 

Titus  ii.  10— 13. 

1  QO  let  our  lips  and   lives  exprefs 
C3    The  holy  Gofpel  we   profcfs  ; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  mine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  mail  we  befc  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God  ; 
When  the  falvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  fubdues  the  pow'r  of  fin. 


322      HTMN    LX,  LXI. 

3  Our  fiefli  and  fenfe  mud  be  deny'd  ; 
Paflion  and  envy,  luft   and   pride  ; 
While  juftice,  temp'rance,  truth  and  love 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  fpirits  up, 
While  we  expedl  that  blefTed  hope, 
The  bright   appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  (lands  leaning  on  his  word. 

Hymn    LX.     Long  Metre. 

i  Cor.  xiii.  I,  a,  3. 

I    TTAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
JLi    And  nobler  fpeech  than  angels  ufe, 
If  love  be  abfent,  I  am  found 
Like  tinkling  brafs,  an  empty  found. 

1  Were  1   infpir'd   to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  Heav'n  and  hell  j 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  diftribute  all  my  (lore 
,To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor, 
Or  give  my   body  to  the  flame, 
To  gain  a    martyr's  glorious  name  : 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  abfent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  : 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

Hymn   LXI.     Long  Metre. 

2  Tim.  i.  9,  10. 

1  "VTOW  to  the  pow'r  of  God  fuprerae, 
X%|       Be  everlafting  honours  giv'n  ; 
He  faves  from  hell,  we  blefs  his  name, 

He  calls  our  wand'ring  feet  to  heav'n. 

2  Not  for  our  duties  or  deferts, 

But  of  his  own  abounding  grace, 


HTMN  LXIL  323 

-  'He  works  falvation  in  our  hearts, 
And  forms  a  people  for  his  praife. 

3  'Twas  his  own  porpofe  that  begun 

To  refcue  rebels  doom'd  to  die  ; 
He  gave  us  grace  in  Chrift  bis  Son, 
Before   he  fpread  the  ftarry  fky. 

4  Jefus  the  Lord  appears  at  latt, 

And  makes  his  Father's  counfejs  known  ; 
Declares  the  great  tranfa&ions  pafs'd, 
And  brings  immortal  bleffings  down. 

5  He  dies  !   and  in  that  dreadful  night 

Did  all  the  pow'rs  of  hell  deftroy  ; 
Rifing,  he  brought  our  Heav'n  to  light, 
And  took  poiTefQonof  the  joy. 

Hymn    LXII.     Short  Metre. 

Ifai.  liii.  1— -5,  10— -12. 

1  ~WT^®  ^as  ^e^ev'^  tny  word, 

VV        Or  thy  falvation  known  ? 
Reveal  thine  arm,  almighty  Lord, 
And   glorify  thy  Son. 

2  The  Jews  elleem'd  him  here 
Too  mean  for  their  belief  ; 

Sorrows  his  chief  acquaintance  were, 
And  his  companion,  grief. 

3  They  turn'd  their  eyes  away, 
And  treated  him  with  fcorn  ; 

But  'twas  their  grief  upon  him  lay, 
Their  forrows  he  has  borne. 

4  'Twas  for  the  ftubborn  Jews, 
And  Gentiles,  then  unknown, 

The  God  of  jnftice  pleas'd  to  bruifc 
His  bed  beloved  Son. 


324        H2-MN    LXIII. 

5  "  But  I'll  prolong  his  days, 
*'  And  make  his  kingdom  itand  ; 

"  My  pleafure,"  faith  the  God   of  grace, 
"  Shall  profper  in  his  hand. 

6  ["  His  joyful  foul  fhali  fee 
"  The  purchafe  of  his  pain, 

•'  And   by  his  knowledge  juftify 
"  The  guilty  fons  of  men.] 

7  "  Tboufands  of  captive  flaves, 
<;  Releas'd  from  death  and  fin, 

"  Shall  quit  their  prifons  and  their  graves> 
**  And  own  his  pow'r  divine. 
\i       u  Heav'n  (hall  advance  my  Son 
"  To  joys  that  earth  deny'd  ; 

"  Who  faw  the  follies  men  had  done, 
"  And  bore  their  fins  and  dy'd." 

Hymn    LXIII.     Common  Metre. 

1  T  TOW  fhort  and  hafty  is  our  life  ! 
X  JL      How  vafl  our  fouls'  affairs  ! 
Yet  fenfclefs  mortals  vainly  drive 

To  lavifh  out  their  years. 

2  Our  days  run  thoughtlefsly  along, 

Without  a  moment's  flay  ; 
Juft  like  a  (lory  or  a  fong, 
We  pafs  our  lives  away. 

3  God  from  on  high  invite*  us  home, 

But  we  march  heedlefs  on, 
And  ever  haft'ning  to  the  tomb, 
Stoop  downwards  as   we  run*, 

4  How  we  deferve  the  deeped  hell, 

That  night  the  joys  above  ! 
What  chains  of  vengeance  mould  we  feel, 
That  break  fuch  cords  of  love  ! 


HYMN    LX1V,  LXV.     32s 

'5  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  fov'reign  grace, 
And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high, 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  fee  ialvation  nigh. 

•  Hymn    LXIV.     Long  Metre. 

1  "JVTOW,  t0  tn^  Lord  a  noble  for.g  ! 

jS\     Awake,  my  foul ;  awake,  my  tongue  ; 

Kofanna  to  th'  eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundlefs  love  proclaim, 

2  See  where  it  mines  in  J^fus'  face, 
The  brighten:  image  of  his  grace  ; 
God,  in  the  perfon  of  his  Sen, 

Has  all  his  mightieft  works  -outdone. 

3  The  fpacious  earth,  and  fpreading  flood. 
Proclaim  the  wife,  the  pow'rful  God, 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  ev'ry  rolling  {tar  : 

4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  (lands, 
The  nobleft  labour  of  thine  hands  ; 
The  pleafing  luftre  of  his  eyes 
Outfhines  the  wonders  of  the  ikies. 

5  Grace  !   'tis  a  fweet,  a  charming  theme  ; 
My 'thoughts  rejoice  at  Jefus'  name  ! 

Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  found  ; 
Ye  Heav'ns,  reflect  it  to  the  ground  ! 

6  Oh,  may  I  live  to  reach  the  place 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face  ! 
Where  ail  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  fing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold  ! 

Hymn    LXV.     Long  Metre. 

Fhil.  ij,  6,  &c. 

I    Tl  RIGHT  King'of  glory,  dreadfui;God  : 
JL3     Our  fpirits  bow  before  thv  feat  : 
Dd 


326  HYMN    LXVI. 

To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  thought, 
And  worflifp  at  thine  awful  feet, 

2  [Thy  pow'r  hath  form'd,  thy  wifdom  fways 

All  nature  with  a  fov'reign  word  ; 
And  the  bright  world  of  ftars  obeys 
The  will  of  their  fuperiour  Lord.] 

3  [Mercy  and  truth  unite  in  one, 

And  fmiling  fit  at  thy  write  hand  ; 
Eternal  jullice  guards  thy  throne, 

And  vengeance  waits  thydread  command.] 

4  A  thoufand  feraphs,   ftrong  and  bright, 

Stand   round  the  glorious  Deity  ; 
But  who,  amongll  the  fons  of  light, 
Pretends  comparifon  with  thee  I 

5  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  frame, 

Jefus,  array'd  in  flefh  and  blood, 
Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim 
A  full  equality' with  God. 

6  Their  glory  mines  with  equal  beams  ; 

Their  elTence  is  forever  one  ; 
Though  they  are  known  by  different  names, 
The  Father  God,   and  God  the  Son. 

7  Then  let  the  name  of  Chrift  our  King 

With  equal  honours  be  ador'd  ; 
His  praife  let  ev'ry  angel  fing, 

And  all  the  nations  own  the  Lord. 


Hymn    LXVI.     Common   Metre. 
i    T  T  A  RK  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  found, 
JL~1      My  ears  attend  the  cry  ; 
"  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 
**  Where  you  rauft  fhortly  lie. 
z   "  Princes,  this  clay  mud  be  your  bed, 
"In  fpite  of  all  your  tow'rs  ; 


HYMN    LXVII.  32 

"  The  tall,   the  wife,  the  rev'rend  head, 
'«  Muft  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Gieat  God  !   is  this  our  certain  doom  \ 

And  are  we  ftill  fecure  ? 
Still  walking  downward  to  our  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  ? 

4  Grant  us  the  pow'rs  of  quick'ning  grace, 

To  fit  our  fouls  to  fly  ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flefh, 
We'll  rife  above  the   fky. 

Hymn    LXVII.     Common  Metre. 

Zech  xii.  7. 

1  HPHUS  faith  the  lluler  of  the  ildes, 

|         "  Awake  my  dreadful  [word  ; 
"  Awake  my  wrath,  and  fmite  the  Mas, 
"  My  Fellow,''  faith  the  Lord. 

2  Vengeance  receiv'd   the  dread  command, 

And  armed,  down  me  flies  ; 
Jefus  fubmits  t'  his  Father's  hand, 
And  bows  his  head,  and  dies. 

3  But,  oh  !  the  wifdom  and  the  grace 

That  join'd  with  vengeance  now  J 
He  dies  to  fave  our  guilty  race. 
And  yet  he  rifes  too. 

4  A  perfon  fo  divine  was  he, 

Who  yielded  to  be  flain, 
That  he  could  give  his  foul  awav, 
And  take  his  life  again. 

5  Live,  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  on  high  ; 

Let  ev'ry  nation  fmg, 
And  angels  found,  with   endlefsjoy, 
The  Saviour  and  the  King. 


3a8    HYMN    LXVIII,  LXIX. 
Hymn    LXV1II.     Common  Metre, 

i    TNFINITE  grief  !    amazing  woe  ! 
_!.      Behold  my  bleeding  Lord  ! 
Hell  and  the  jews  confpir'd  his  death, 
And  us'd  the  Roman  fword. 

2  Oh,  the  (harp  pangs  of  fmarting  pain 

My  dear  Redeemer  bore, 
When  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns* 
His  facred  body  tore. 

3  But  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns, 

In  vain  do  I  accufe  ; 
In- vain  I  blame  the  Roman  bands, 

And  the  more  fpiteful  Jews. 
\.  'Tvvere  you,  my  fins,  my  cruel  fins, 

His  chief  tormentors  were  ; 
Each  of  my  crimes  became  a  nail, 

And  unbelief  the  fpear. 

c   'TVvere  you  that  pulPd  the  vengeance  down 
Upon   his  guiltlefs  head  : 
Break,  break:,  my  heart,  oh,  burft,  mine  eyes. 
And  let  my  forrows  bleed. 
U   Strike,  mighty  grace,  my  flinty  foul, 
Till    melting  waters    flow, 
And  deep  repentance  drown  mine  eyes 
In    undiiTcmbled   woe. 

Hymn    LXIX.     Common  Metre. 

Keb.  xii.  iS,  &c. 
TOT  to  the  terrors  of  the   Lord, 
The  temped,  Are,  and  fmoke  ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 

Which  God  on  Sinai  fpoke  ; 
But  we  are  come   to  Sion's  hill, 
The  city  of  our  God, 


HYMN    LXX.         329 

Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  fpread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  th'  innumerable  hoft 

Of  angels  cloth'd  in   light  ! 
Behold  the  fpirits  of  the  juft, 
Whofe  faith  is  turn'd  to  fight  1 

4  Behold  the  blefs'd  aiTembly  there, 

Whofe  names  are  writ  in  Heav'n  ! 
And  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declares 
Their  vilell  fins  forgiv'n. 

5  The  faints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Chrift,  their  living  head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

6  In  fuch  fociety    as    this 

My  weary  foul  would  reft  : 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jefus  as, 
Mud  be  forever  blefs'd. 

Hymn    LXX.     Long  Metre. 

Ifai.  1.  10,  11  j  and  xxviii.  20. 
l"\l!7'Here  are  the  mourners  (faith  theLord) 
tv     «t  That  wait  and  tremble  at  my  word, 
"  That  walk  in  darknefs  all  the  day  ? 
"  Come,  make  my  name  your  truil  and  (lay* 

2  n  [No  works  nor  duties  of  your  own 
"  Can  for  the  fmalleft  fins  atone  ; 

"  The  robes  that  nature  may  provide, 
"  Will  not  your  lead  pollutions  hide. 

3  "  The  fofteft  couch  that  nature  know;:, 
"  Can  give  the  confcience  no  repofe  : 
"  Look  to  my  righteoufnefs,  and  live  ; 
<s  Comfort  and  peace  are  mine  to  give,"] 

Dd  2 


3 jo         HYMN    LXXI. 

I  <:  Ye  fons  of  pride,   that  kindle  coals 

li  With  your  own  hands,  to  warm  your  fouls, 
"  Walk  in  the  light  of  your  own  fire, 
t(  Enjoy  the  fparks  that  ye  defire. 

5  "  This  is  your  portion  at  my  hands, 

(i  Hell  waits  you  with  her  iron  bands  ; 
'.*  Ye  (hall  lie  down  in  forrow  there, 
"  In  death,  in  darknefs,  and  defpair." 

H  y  m  n    LXXI.     Long  Metre, 

job.  xl.  7.  &c.  and  xxv.  5.  xx?i.  11. 

1  [  /^lAN  creatures  to  perfection  find 

\_y  Th'  eternal,  uncreated  mind  > 
Or  can  the  largeft  ftretch  of  thought 
Meafure  and  fearch  his  nature  out  ? 

2  'Tis  high  as  Heav'n,  'tis  deep  as  hell  ; 
And  what  can  mortals   know  or  tell  ? 
His  glory  fpreads  beyond  the  fky, 
And  all  the  finning  worlds  on  high. 

a    But  man,  vain  man,  would  fain  be  wife, 
Born  like  a  wild  young  colt,    he  flies 
Through  all  the  follies  of  his  mind, 
And  fmells  and  fnuffs  the  empty  wind.] 

j.  God  is  a  King  of  pow'r  unknown, 
Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne  ; 
If  he  rtfolve,  who  dare  oppofe, 
Or  afk  him  why,  or  what  he  does  ? 

;    He  wounds  the  heart,  and  he  makes  whole  5 
He  calms  the  temped  of  the  foul  ; 
When  Ua  (huts  up  in  long  defpair, 
Who  can  remove  the  heavy  bar  ? 

6  He  frowns,  and  darknefs  veils  the  moon, 
The  fainting  fun  grows  dim  at  noon  i 


HYMN    LXXII.        33% 

The  pillars  of  HeavVs  ftarry  roof 
Tremble  and  flart  at  his  reproof. 

He  gave  the  vaulted  Heav'n  its  form, 
The  crooked  ferpent  and  the  worm  ; 
He  breaks  the  billows  with  his  breath, 
And  fmites  the  fons  of  pride  to  death. 
Thefe  are  a  portion  of  his   ways  ; 
But  who  mail  dare  defcribe  his  face  ? 
Who  can  endure  his  light,  or  Hand, 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  ?  ■ 


Hymn    LXXIL    Long  Metre, 

I  Cor.  xi.  23,  &c.  ,jh 

i-'nnWAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night,. 
I         When  pow'rs  of  earth  and  hell  arofe 
Againft  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 

And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes  : 

2  Before  the  mournful  fcene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blefs'd,  and  brake  5 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
What  wond'rous  words  of  grace  he  fpake  I 

3  "  This  is  my  body  broke  for  fin, 

"  Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  ;" 

Then  took  the  cup  and  blefs'd  the  wine  ; 

"  'Tis  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood. 

4  "  Do  this  (he  cry'd)  'till  time  mail  end3 
"  In  mem'ry  of  your  dying  friend  ; 

fi  Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

"  The  love  of  your  departed  Lord." 

5*   [Jefns,  thy  feaft  we  celebrate, 

We  fhew  thy  death,,  we  fing  thy  name* 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  mail  eat 
The  marriage  fupper  of  the  Lamb.] 


332  HTMN    LXXIII,  LXXIV. 
Hymn    LXXIII.     Long  Metre, 

Gal.  vi.  14. 

1  "TXT HEN  I  furvey  the  wond'rous  crofs 

V  V      On  which  the  Prince  of  Glory  dy'd, 
My  richelt  gain  I  count  but  lofs, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  mould  boaft, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Chrift,  my  God  : 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  molt, 
I  facrirke  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ! 
Did  e'er  fuch  love  and  forrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compofe  fo  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  [His  dying  crimfon,  like  a  robe, 

Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree  ; 
Then  am   I  dead  to  all  the  globe, 
And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me.] 

5  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  prefent  far  too  fmall  : 
Love,  fo  amazing,  fo  divine, 

Demands  my  foul,  my  life,  my  all. 

Hymn   LXXIV.     Long  Metre. 

Luke  xrv.  16,  &c. 
if  T  TOW  rich  are   thy  provifTons,  Lord  ! 
JLjL      Thy  table  furnifh'd  from  above, 
The  fruits  of  life  o'erfpread  the  board, 
The  cup  o'erfiows   with  heav'nly  love. 
2  Thine  ancient  family,  the  Jews, 
Were  firft  invited  to  the  feaft  : 
\Ve  humbly  take  what  they  refufe, 
And  Gentiles  thy  falvation  tafte, 


HTMN  LXXV.  3jj 

We  are  the  poor,,  the  blind,   the  lame, 

And  help  was  far,  and  death  was  nigh.  S 
But,  at  the  gofpel  call,  we  came, 

And  ev'ry  want  receiv'd  fupply. 
From   the  highway  that  leads  to  hell, 

From  paths  of  darknefs  and  defpair, 
Lord,  we  are  come  with  thee  to  dwell, 

Glad  to  enjoy  thy  prefence  here,] 

[What  fhall  we  pay  th*  eternal  Son, 

That  left  the  Heav'n  of  his  abode, 
And  to  this  wretched  earth  came   down,. 

To  bring  us  wanderers  back  to  God  i  Sj 
It  coil:  him  death,  to  fave  our  lives  ; 

To  buy  our  fouls,  it  cod  his  own  ; 
And  all  the  unknown  joys  he  gives, 

Were  bought  with  agonies  unknown,. 

Our  everlailing  love  is  due 

To  him  that  ranfom'd  finners  loft  ;- 
And  pityM  rebels,  when  he  knew 

The  vaft  expenfe  his  love  would  cofl.]) 

Hymn    LXXV.  ,  Common  Metre.. 

GLORY  to  God,  the  Father's  name, 
Who,  from  our  finful  race, 
Chofe  out  his  fav'rites  to  proclaim 

The  honours  of  his  grace. 
Glory  to  God  the  Son  be  paid, 
Who   dwelt  in  humble  clay, 
And,  to  redeem  us  from  the  dead, 
Gave  his  own  life  away. 

Glory  to  God  the  Spirit  give, 

From  whofe  almighty  pow'r 
Our  fouls  their  heav'nly  birth  derive^ 

And  blcfs  the  happy  hour. 


334        HYMN    LXXVI. 

4  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 
Th*  eternal  Three  in  One, 
Who  by  the  wonders  of  his  lovg 
Has  made  his  nature  known. 


Hymn  LXXVI.  Particular  Metre. 

1  HT^O  him  that  chofe  us  firfl 

JL        Before  the  world  began  ; 
To  him  that  bore  the  curfe, 
To  fave  rebellious  man  j 
To  him  that  form'd 
Our  hearts  anew, 
Is  endlefs  praife 
And  glory  due*. 

2  The  Father's  love  (hall  run 

Through  our  immortal  fongs  ; 
We  bring  to  God  the  Son 
Hofannas  on  our  tongues  : 
Our  lips  addref6 

The  Spirit's  name 
With  equal  praife, 
And  zeal  the  fame. 


Let  ev'ry  faint  above, 

And  angel,  round  the  throne, 
Forever  blefs  and  love 

The  facred  Three  in  One  : 
Thus  Heav'n  (hall  raife 

His  honodrs  high, 
When  earth  and  time 
Grow  old  and  die. 


ffrilfJVLXXVII,LXXVIII.   335 


Hymn    LXXVII.     Common  Metre, 

Hof.  iii.  5.     Luke  xxiv.  44.     Pfalm  xxxv.  12,  14. 

1  TJEHOLD  the  love,  the  gen'rous  love, 
JD     That  holy  David  ihows  ! 

Hark  !  how  his  founding  bowels  move 
To  his  afflicted  foes. 

2  When  they  are  Tick,  his  foul  complains, 

And  feems  to  feel  the  fmart  ; 
The  fpirit  of  the  gofpel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  heart. 

3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole, 

As  for  a  brother  dead  ! 
And  fatting  mortify'd  his  foul, 
While  for  their  life  he  pray'd. 

4  They  groan'd,  and  curs'd  him  on  their  bed  ; 

Yet  Hill  he  pleads  and  mourns  ; 
And  double  bleflings  on  his  head 
The  righteous  God  returns. 

5  O  glorious  type  of  heav'nly  grace  ! 

Thus  Chrifl  the  Lord  appears  ; 
While  finners  curfe,  the  Saviour  prays, 
And  pities  them  with  tears. 

6  He  the  true  David,  Ifr'el's  King, 

Bleft  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  fave  us  rebels  dead  in  fin, 
Paid  his  own  dearefl  blood. 

Hymn  LXXVIII.     Long  Metre. 

Luke  i.  32,  and  x.  21.     Pfalm  xxi.  1—9. 
I   TA  AVID  rejoic'd  in  God  his  ftrength, 
JL/    Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  fpecial  grace  ; 
But  Chrifl  the  Son  appears  at  length, 
Fulfils  the  triumph  and  the  praife. 


336        HTMN    LXXIX. 

2  How  great  is  the  Mefiiah's  joy- 

In  the  ialvation  of  thy  hand  ; 
Lord,  thou  haft  rais'd  his  kingdom  high-, 
And  giVn  the  world  to  his  command. 

3  Thy  goodnefs  grants  whate'er  he  will, 

Nor  doth  the  lead  requefl  withhold  ; 
BleiTings  of  love  prevent  him  ftill, 
And  crowns  of  glory,   not  of  gold. 

4  Honour  and  majefty  divine 
Around  his  facred  temple  mine  ; 
Bleft  with  the  favour  of  thy  face, 
And  length  of  everlafting  days. 

5  Thine  hand  fliall  find  out  all  his  foes  j 
And  as  a  fiery  oven   glows 

With  r?ging  heat  and  living  coals, 
w  So  mail  thy  wrath  devour  their  fouls. 

Hymn    LXXIX.     Long  Metre. 

Ifai.  xlii.  i.    Heb.  i.  5,  &c.     Pfalm  Ixxxix.  1,  &c. 

1  TT'OREVER  mail  my  tang  record 
Jj    The  truth  and  mercy  of  ihe  Lord  ; 
Mercy  and  truth  forever  Itand 

Like  Heav'n,  eftablifli'd  by  his  hand. 

2  Thus  to  his  Son  he  fware,  and  faid, 

"  With  thee  my  cov'nant  firft  is  made  ; 
"  In  thee  (hall  dying  finners  live  ; 
"  Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 

3  "  Be  thou  my  Prophet,  and  my  Priefl:  ; 
"  Thy  children  fliall  be  ever  bled  ; 

«'  Thou  art  my  chofen  King  ;  thy  throne 
u  Shall  (land  eternal  like  my  own. 

4  «  There's  none  of  all  my  fens  above 
"  So  much  my  image,  or  my  love  ; 


HTMN    LXXX.        337 

(i  Celeftial  pow'rs  thy  fubje&s  are  ; 

"  Then  what  can  earth  to  thee  compare  ? 

5  "  David,  my  fervant,  whom  I  chofe 

"  To  guard  my  flock,  to  crufh  my  foes, 
"  And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jewifh  throne, 
"  Was  but  the  fhadow  of  my  Son." 

6  Now  let  the  church  rejoice,  and  fing, 
Jefus  her  Saviour  and  her  King  ; 
Angels  his  heav'nly  wonders  {how. 
And  faints  declare  his  works  below. 

Hymn    LXXX.     Long  Metre. 

Matt.  xxi.  15,  16.     Pfalm  viii.  1,  2. 

1      A   LMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  ikies, 
JlJL    Through  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is 
And  thine  eternal  glories  rife  (fpread* 

O'er  all  the  Heav'rs  thy  hands  have  made. 
z  To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young, 
A  monument  of  honour  raife  : 
And  babes  with  unindru&ed  tongue 
Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praifc 

3  Thy  pow'r  affifts  their  tender  age 

To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground, 
To  {till  the  bold  blafphemerJs  rage, 
And  all  their  policies  confound. 

4  Children  amidft  thy  temple  throng 

To  fee  their  great  Redeemer's  face  ; 
The  Son  of  David  is  their  fong, 
And  young  Hofannas  fill  the  place. 

£  The  frdwaifrg  icribes  and  angry   priefts 
In   tain  their  impious  cavils  bring  ; 
Revenge  fits  filent  in  their  breads. 

While  Tewifh  babes  proclaim  their  King. 
']l  e 


33%   HTMN    LXXXI,  LXXXII. 
Hymn    LXXXI.     Long  Metre, 

Heb.  ii.  5,  &c.    Pfalm  viii.  3,  &c» 

1  *        ORD,  what  was  man  when  made  at  firft, 

1  J    Adam  the  offspring  of  the  duft, 
That  thou  fliould'ft  fet   him  and  his  race 
But  juft  below  an   angel's  place  ? 

2  That  thou  fhould'ft  raife  his  nature  fo, 
And  make  him  Lord  of  all  below  ; 
Make  ev'ry  bead  and  bird  fubrait, 
And  lay  the  fifties  at  his  feet  ? 

3  But,  O  what  brighter  glories  wait 
To  crown  the  fecond  Adam's  (late  ! 
What  honours  fnall  thy  Son  adorn, 
Who  condescended  to  be  born  ! 

4  See  him  below  his  angels  made  ; 
See  him  in  duft  amongft  the  dead, 
To  fave  a  ruin'd  world  from  fin  : 
But  he  fhall  reign  with  pow'r  divine. 

5  The  world  to  come,  redeem'd   from  all 
The  mis'ries  that  attend  the  fall  ; 
New  made,  and  glorious,  (hall  fubmit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 

Hymn    LXXXII.     Short  Metre. 

A6ls  iv.  24.  and  xiii.  33.    Heb.  i.  5.    Pfalm  ii.  1,  Sic. 

1  T\/T^^^*^  an(^  f°v,rei'gn  L°rcl 
XV A.    Of  Heav'n,  and  earth,  and  feas, 

Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 

And  anfwers  thy  decrees. 

2  The  things  fo  long  foretold 
By  David,  are  fulfill'd, 

When  Jews  and  Gentiles  join'd  to  flay 
Jefus  thine  holy  child. 


HYMN    LXXXII.       339 

5       Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage. 
And  Jews  with  one  accord 
Bend  all  their  counfels  to  deftroy 
TV  anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 
j.       Rulers  and  kings  agree 
To  form  a  vain  defign, 
Againft  the  Lord  their  pow'rs  unite3 
Againft  his  Chrift  they  join. 

;       The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 
And  will  fupport  his  throne  ; 
He  that  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead> 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  Son. 
5       Now  he's  afcended  high, 
And  afks  to   rule,  the  earth  ; 
The  merits  of  his  blood  he  pleads, 
And  pleads  his  heav'nly  birth. 

7  He  afks,  and  God  beflows 
A  large  inheritance  ; 

Far  as  the  world's  remoteft  ends 
His  kingdom  fhall  advance. 

8  The  nations    that    rebel 
Mud  feel  his  iron  rod  ; 

He'll  vindicate  thofe  honours  well 
Which  he  receiv'd  from  God. 

o       Be  wife,    ye  rulers,  now, 
And  worfhip  at  his  throne  ; 
With  trembling  joy,  ye  people  bow 
To  God's  exalted  Son. 
10     If  once  his  wrath  arife, 
Ye  perifh  on  the  place  : 
Then  bleffed  is  the  foul  that  flies 
For  refuge  to  his  grace, 


340  HTMN  LXXXIII,LXXXiV. 
Hymn    LXXXIII.     Long  Metre. 

Heb.  i.  10.    Pfalm  cii.  23,  &c. 

1  TTis  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand 

JL      Weakens  our  ftrength  amidft  the  race« 
Difeafe  and  death,  at  his  command, 
Arreft  us,  and  cut  fhort  our  days  : 

2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 

Nor  let  our  fun  go  down  at  noon  : 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day  ; 
And  muft  thy  children  die  fo  focn 

]  Yet  in  the  midft  of  death  and  grief, 

This  thought  our  for  row  fiiail  alfuage  , 
ts  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live  : 

"  Chriit  is  the  fame  through  cv'ry  age." 

4  'Twa3  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 

Heav'n  is  the  building  of  his  hand  ; 
This  earth  grows  old,  the  Keav'ns  fiiail  fade? 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 

5  The  (tarry  curtains  of  the  Iky, 

Like  garments,  mall  be  laid  afide  ; 
But  dill  thy  throne  itands   firm  and  high  ; 
Thy  church  forever  muft  abide. 

6  Before  thy  face  thy  church  fhall  live, 

And  on  thy   throne  thy  children  reign  j 
This  dying   world  mail  they  furvive, 
And  the  dead  faints  be  rais'd  again. 

Hymn    LXXXIV.     Long  Metre. 

Heb.  j.  6.     Pfalm  xcvii.  6 9. 

3  nr1  HE  Lord  is  come  ;  the  Heav'ns  proclaim 

JL      His  birth  j  the  nations  learn  his  name* 
An  unknown  ftar  directs  the  road 
Of  eaftern  fages  to  their  God. 


HYMN  LXXXV.        j4t 

All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  fkies, 
Go,  worfhip  where  the  Saviour  lies  % 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Thofe  gods  on  high  and  gods  below. 
Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 
And  their  own  worfhippers  confound  ; 
But  Judah  fhout,  but  Sion  fing, 
And  earth  confefs  her  fov'reign  King. 


Hymn    LXXXV..     Common  Metre* 

Rom.  xv.  3.    John  xv.L  25.  and  ii.  17.   a  Cor.  vi.  6.    Pfalra 
lxix.  1 14. 

i"Q  AVE  me,  O  God,  the  fwelling  floods 
J^3      "  Break  in  upon  ray  foul  : 
ts  I  fink,  and  forrows  o'er  my  head 
•'  Like  mighty  waters  roll. 

2  <{  I  cry  till  all  my  voice  be  gome, 

"  In  tears  I  wade  the  day  5 
"  My  God,  behold  my  longing  eyes, 
"  And  fhorten  thy  delay. 

3  u  They  hate  my  foul  without  a  caufe, 

*'  And  {till  their  number  grows 
(t  More  than  the  hairs  around  my  head, 

"  And  mighty  are  my  foes. 
4.  "  'Twas  then  I  paid  that  dreadful  debt 

"  That  man  could  never  pay  ; 
"  And  gave  thofe  honours  to  thy  law, 

*'  Which  finners-  took  away.'' 


5  Thus  in  the  great  Median's  name, 
The  royal  prophet  mourns  ; 
Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief* 
And  gives  us  joy  by  turns* 
E  e  2 


j42      HTMN    LXXXVL 

6  "  Now  {hall  the  faints  rejoice  and  fintT 

"  Salvation  in  thy  name  ; 
"  For  I  have  borne  their  heavy  load 
"  Of  forrovv,  pain  and  fhame. 

7  "  Grief  like  a  garment  cloth'd  me  round,. 

■*  And  fackcloth  was  my  drefs, 
M  While  I  procur'd  for  naked  fouls 

"  A  robe  of  righteoufnefs. 
■i  "  Amongft  my  brethren  and  the  Jews 

■■  I  like  a  itranger  ftood, 
•     6i  And  bore  their  vile  reproach,  to  bring 

"  The  Gentiles  near  to  God. 

g  fC  I  came  In  finful  mortal  ftead 
"  To  do  my  Father's  will  : 
sS  Yet  when  I  cleans'd  my  Father's  hooffe, 
<c  They  fcandaliz'd  my  zeal. 
10  "  My  fafting  and  my  holy  groans 
"  Were  made  the  drunkard's  fong  ; 
"  But  God  frdm  his  celeftial  throne 
ii  Heard  my  complaining  tongue. 

Ii   "  He  fav'd  me  from  the  dreadful  deep, 
"  Nor  let  my  foul  be  drown'd  ; 
M  He  rais'd  and   fix'd  my  finking  feet 
"  On  well-eftablilh'd  ground. 
zz  te  'Twas  in  a  mod  accepted  hour 
*'  My  pray'r  arofe  on  high, 
"  And  for  my  fake  my  God  (hall  hear 
"  The  dying  finner's  cry." 

H  y  m  m    LXXXVL     Common  Metre. 

Mark,  xv.  23,  24.     Pfalm  lxix.  14.  &c 


'N 


OW  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear 
And  mournful  pleafure  frig 


HTMN    LXXXVI.        343. 

The  fufPrings  of  our  great  High  Prieft> 
The  forrows  of  our  King, 
2  He  finks  in  floods  of  deep  diftrefs  ; 
How  high  the  waters  rife  ! 
While  to  his  heav'nly  Father's  ear 
He  fends  perpetual  cries. 

I  "  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  fave  thy  Son, 
"  Nor  hide  thy  mining  face  ; 
"  Why  (hould  thy  favourite  look  like  o?*e 
"  Forfaken  of  thy  grace  I 
.  "  With  rage  they  perfecute  the  man 
"  That  groans  beneath  thy  wound, 
"  While  for  a  facrifice  I  pour 
"   My  life  upon  the  ground. 

*'  They  tread  my  honour  to  the  duft, 

11  And  laugh  when  I  complain  ; 
"  Their  (harp  infulting  flanders  add 

"  Freih  anguifh  to  my  pain. 
"  All  my  reproach  is  known  thee, 

"  The  fcandal  and   the  (name  ; 
Jf  Reproach  has  broke  my  bleeding  heart, 

"  And  lies  defU'd  my  name. 

"  I  iook'd  for  pity,  but  in  vain  ; 

"  My  kindred  are  my  grief  ; 
"  I  afk  my  friends  for  comfort  rounds 

"  But  meet  with  no  relief. 
(t  With  vinegar  they  mock  my  third, 

"  They  give  me  gall  for  food  ; 
"And  fporting  with  my  dying  groans^ 

"  They  triumph  in  my  blood. 

"  Shine  into  my  diftreffed  foul, 
*'s  Let  thy  companions  fave  5 


344      HYMN    LXXXVII. 

"  And  though  my  fkfh  fink  down  to  death, 
"  Redeem  it  from  the  grave. 
io  "  I  (hall  arife  to  praife  thy  name, 
"  Shall  reign  in  worlds  unknown  ; 
«f  And  thy  falvation,   O  my  God, 
"  Shall  feat  me   on  thy  throne." 

Hymn  LXXXVII.    Common  Metre. 

Rom.  xi.  ii,  16.    Heb.  xii.  2.  and  xiii.  13.    Pfalm  lxk. 
29,  &c. 

1  TT'ATHER,  I  ling  thy  wond'rous  grace, 

JL        I  blefs  my  Saviour's  name  ; 

He  bought  falvation  for  the  poor, 

And  bore  the  finner's  fhame. 

2  His  deep  diftrefs  has  rais'd  us  high, 

His  duty  and   his   zeal 
FulfU'd  the  law  which  mortals  broke, 
And  finiih'd  all  thy  will. 

3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  fongs, 

Shall  better  pleafe  my  God, 
Than  harp  or  trumpet's  folemn  found, 
Than  goats'  or  bullocks'  blood. 

4  This  (hall  his  humble  folPvvers  fee, 

And  fet  their  hearts  at  reft  ; 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
And   live   forever  bleft. 

5  Let  Heav'n,  and  all  that  dwell  on  high, 

To  God   their  voices  raife, 
While  lands  and  feas  affift  the  iky, 
And  join  t'  advance  his  praife. 

6  Sion  is  thine,  moft  holy  God, 

Thy  Son  fliall  blefs  her  gates  ; 
And  glory  purchas'd  by  his  biood 
For  thy  own  Ifr'el  waits* 


HTMN    LXXXVIII.     345 
Hymn  LXXXVIII.    Common  Metre. 

Heb.  x.  4,  &c.    Pfalm  xl.  6 .9. 

1  HT^  HUS  faith  the  Lord,  "  Your  work  is  vain, 

I         "  Give  your  burnt  ofPrings  o'er, 
"  In  dying  goats  and  bullocks  flain 
"  My  foul  delights  no  more/' 

2  Then  fpake  the  Saviour,  **  Lo,  I'm  here, 

«*  My  God,   to  do  thy  will  ! 
*<  Whate'er  thy  facred  books  declare 
"Thy  fervant  fhall  fulfill. 

3  "  Thy  law  is  ever  in  my  fight, 

"  I  keep  it  in  my  heart  : 
*■  Mine  eyes  are  open'd  with  delight 
"  To  what  thy  lips  impart." 

4  And  fee,  the  bleft  Redeemer  comes, 

Th*  eternal  Son  appears, 
And  at  th'  appointed  time  aiTumes 
The  body  God  prepares. 

5  Much  he  reveal'd  his  Father's  grace, 

And  much  his  truth  he  fhew'd  ; 
And  preach'd  the  way  of  righteoufnefs 

Where  great  affemblies  flood. 
■6  His  Father's  honour  touch'd  his  heart, 

He  pity'd  finners'  cries, 
And  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part, 

Was  made  a  facrifice. 

7  No  blood  of  beafts  on  altars  filed 
Could  wafh  the  confcience  clean  ; 
But  the  rich  facrifice  he  paid 
Atones  for  ail  our  fin. 
§  Then  was  the  great  falvation  fpread, 
.     And  Satan's  kingdom  fhook  ; 
Thus  by  the  woman's  promis'd  feed 
The  ferpenl's  head  was  broke. 


34-6    H  T  MN  LXXXIX,  XC. 
Hymn  LXXXIX.    Common  Metre. 

A&s  ii.  25,  &c.  xiii.  35,  36.     Pfalm  xvi.  8,  &c. 

1  "  T    SET  the  Lord  before  my  face, 

JL      "  He  bears  my  courage  up  ; 
"  My  heart  and  tongue  their  joys  exprefs, 
"  My  flefli  ihall  reft  in  hope. 

2  "  My  fpirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave, 

"  Where  fouls  departed  are, 
u  Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave, 
"  To  fee  corruption  there. 

3  "  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 

"  And  raife  me  to  thy  throne  : 

"  Thy  courts  immortal  pleafure  give, 

"  Thy  prefence  joys  unknown." 

4  Thus  in  the  name  of  Chrift,  the  Lord, 

The  holy  David   fung, 
And  providence  fulfils  the  word 
Of  his  prophetick  tongue. 

5  Jefus,  whom  ev'ry  faint  adores, 

Was  crucify 'd  and  flain  ; 
Behold,  the  tomb  its  prey  reftores ;    , 
Behold,  he  lives  again. 

6  When  mall  my  feet  arife  and  ft  and 

On  HeavVs  eternal  hills  ? 
There  fits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  there  the  Father  fmiles. 


Hymn   XC.     Common  Metre*. 

Luke  xxiv.  51,  52.     Afts  i.  9.     Pfalm  xlvii. 

OFOR  a  ftiout  of  facred  joy- 
To  God  the  fev'reign  King  ! 
Let  ev'ry  land  their  tongues  employ3 
And  hymns  of  triumph  fing. 


HYMN    XCI.  347 

2  Jefus,  our  God,  afcends  on  high  ; 

His  heav'nly  guards  around 
Attend  him  rifing  through  the  fky, 
With  trumpets'  joyful  found. 

3  While  angels  fhout  and  praife  their  King, 

Let  mortals  learn  their  (trains  ; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  fing  ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

4  Rehearfe  his  praife  with  awe  profound  ; 
.-    Let  knowledge  lead  the  fong  ; 

Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  found, 
Upon  a  thoughtlefs  tongue. 

5  In  Ifr'el  flood  his  ancient  throne, 

He  lov'd  that  chofen  race  : 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 
And  heathens  tafte  his  grace. 

6  The  Chriftian  kingdoms,  are  the  Lord's, 

There  Abra'm's  God  is  known  : 
While  pow'rs  and  princes,  fhields  and  fwords, 
Submit  before  his  throne. 


Hymn    XCI.     Long  Metre. 

Eph.  iv.  8.    Heb.  xii.  18,  &c.     A&s  ii.  33.     Pfalm  lxviii. 
17,  18. 

1  "        ORD,  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  high, 
&  J   Ten  thoufand  angels  fill'd  the  fky  ; 

Thofe  heav'nly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  ftate. 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 

More  glorious  when  the  Lord   was   there  ; 
While  he  pronounc'd  his  dreadful  law, 
And  ft  ruck  the  chofen  tribes  with  awe. 


348  HYMN    XCII. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  pow'rs  of  hell, 
That  thoufand  fouls  had  captive  made. 
Were  all  in  chains  like  captives  led. 

A.  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  fent  his  promis'd  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

Hymn    XCII.     Short  Metre. 

Luke  iv.  22.    Heb.  i.  8,  9,  and  iv.  12.     1  Pet.  ii.  9.    Joha 
iii.  34.     Pfalm  xlv. 

1  1\/T^r  Saviour  and  my   King, 
XV A    Thy   beauties  are  divine  ; 

Thy  lips  with   blefiings  overflow, 
And  ev'ry  grace  is  thine. 

2  Now  make  thy  glory  known, 
Gird  on  thy  dreadful  fword, 

And  ride  in   majefly  to  fpread 
The  conquefts  of  thy  word. 

;        Strike'  through  thy  ftubborn  foes, 
Or  melt  their  hearts  f  obey, 
While  juflice,  meeknefs,  grace,  and  truth, 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  laws,  O  God,   arc  right  ; 
Thy  throne  Hiall  ever  ftand  ; 

And  thy  victorious  gofpel  proves 
A  fceptre  in  thy  hand. 

5  Thy  Father  and    thy  God 
Hath  without  meafure  fhed 

His  Spirit,  like  a  joyful  oil, 
T'  anoint  thy  facred  head. 

6  Behold,  at  thy  right  hand 
The  Gentile  church  k  feen, 


HTMN    XCIII.         349 

Like  a  fair  bride  in  rich  attire  ; 
And  princes  guard  the  queen. 

j       Fair  bride,  receive  his  love  ; 
Forget  thy  father's  houfe  ; 
Forfake  thy  gods,  thy  idol  gods, 
And  pay  the  Lord  thy  vows. 
8       O  let  thy  God  and  King 

Thy  fweeteft  thoughts  employ  5 
Thy  children  ihall  his  honour  fing 
In  palaces  of  joy. 

Hymn  XCIII.     Short  Metre. 

Matt.  xxli.  9,  42.    1  Peter  ii.  4,  Sec.    John  xiu  13. 
Pfalm  cxviii.  22,  &c. 

■3        QEE  what  a  living  ftone 
O     The  builders  did  refufe  ; 
Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  fpite  of  envious  Jews. 

2  The  fcribe  and  angry  pried 
Reject  thine  only  Son  ; 

Yet  on  this  rock  (hail  Sion  reft, 
As  the  chief  corner  ftone. 

3  The  work,  G  Lord,  is  thine, 
And  wond'rous  in  our  eyes  : 

This  day  declares  it  all  divine  ; 
This  day  did  Jefus  rife. 

4  This  is  the  glorious  day 
That  our  Redeemer  made  ; 

Let  us  rejoice  and  fing  and  pray, 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad, 

5  Hofanna  to  the  King 
Of -David's  royal  blood  ; 

F  f 


3So  HYMN    XCIV. 

Blefs  him,  ye  faints  ;  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 
6       We  blefs  thine  holy  word, 

Which  all  this  grace  difplays  ; 
And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
Our  facrifice  of  praife. 


Hymn    XCIV.     Common  Metre. 

Ifai.  xlr,  21,  &c.    Rom.  Hi.  ai,  7.    Pfalm  Ixxi.  15,  &c. 
'Y  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 


M 


When  I  begin  thy  praife, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 

The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 
Thou  art  my  everlafling  truft, 

Thy  goodnefs  I  adore  : 
And  fmce  I  knew  thy  graces  firft, 

I  fpake  thy  glories  more. 

My  feet  fhall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  ccleftial   road, 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  ftrength 

To  fee  my  Father,  God» 
When  I  am  fill'd  with  fore  diftrefs, 

For  fome  furprifing  fin, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfect  righteoufnefs, 

And  mention  none  but  thine. 

How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  vicVries  of  my  King  ! 
My  foul,  redeemed  from  fin  and  hell, 

Shall  thy  falvation  fing. 
My  tongue  fhall  all  the  day  proclaim 

My  Saviour  and  my  God  ; 
His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  fhame* 

And  drown'd  them  in  his  blood . 


HTMN   XCV.  3St 

7  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  pow'rs  5 
With  this  delightful  fong 
I'll  entertain  the  darken;  hours, 
Nor  think  the  feafon  long. 

Hymn   XCV.     Long  Metre. 

I  Cor.  x.  9.   Heb.  lii,  7,  &c.   Pfalm  xct. 

1  £^\  OME,  let  our  voices  join  to   raife 
V_/   A  facred  fong  of  folemn  praife  : 
God  is  a  fov'reign   King  ;  rehearfe    . 
His  honours  in  exalted  verfe. 

2  Come,  let  our  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
Who  fram'd  our  natures  with  his  word  : 
He  is  our  Shepherd  ;  we  the  fheep, 

His  mercy  chofe,  his  paftures  keep. 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 
The  counfels  of  his  love  obey, 
Nor  let  our  hard'ned  hearts  renew 
The  fins  and  plagues  that  I fr 'el  knew. 

4  Ifr'el  that  faw  his  works  of  grace, 
Yet  tempt  their  Maker  to  his  face  5 
A  faithlefs,  unbelieving  brood, 

That  tir'd  the  patience  of  their  God. 

5  Thus  faith  the  Lord,  "  How  falfe  they  prove, 
"  Forget  my  pow'r  ;  abufe  my  love  ; 

"  Since  the^^jgfpife  ray  reft,  I  fwear, 
"  Their  feet  (hall  never  enter  there. " 

6  Look  back,  my  foul,  with  holy  dread  ; 
And  view  thofe  ancient  rebels  dead  ; 
Attend  the  ofFer'd  grace   to-day, 

Nor  lofe  the  bleffings  by  delay. 

7  Seize  the  kind  promife  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  Sion's  heav'nly  gates  5 


352        .HYMN    XCVI. 

Believe,  and  take  the  promisM  reft  : 
Obey,  and  be  forever  bleft. 

Hymn    XCVI.     Long  Metre. 

Luke  i.  3a,  33.    John  i.  49,  51.    Pfalm  lxxii.  8. 

1  TESUS  fhall  reign  where'er  the  fun 
J    Does  his  fucceffive  journies  run  : 
His  kingdom  ftreteh  from  fhore  to  fhore, 
Till  moon  fhall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  Behold  the  ifjands,  with  their  kings, 
And  Europe,  their  beft  tribute  brings  ; 
From  north  to  fouth  the  princes  meet 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet. 

3  There  Perfia,  glorious  to  behold, 
There  India  fnines  in  eaftern  gold  ; 
And  barbarous  nations  at  his  word 
Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord, 

4.  For  him  (hall  endlefs  pray'r  be  made, 
And  praifes  throng  to  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name  like  fvveet  perfume  fhall  rife 
With  ev*ry  morning  facririce. 

r  People  and  realms  of  ev'ry  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  fweetefl  fong  ; 
And  infant  voices  fhall  proclaim 
Their  early  bleffings  on  his  name. 

6  Bleffings  abound  where'er  Jkeigns, 
The  pris'ner  leaps  to  loofenis  chains  : 
The  weary  find  eternal  reft, 

And  all  the  fons  of  want  are  bleft. 

7  Where  he  difplays  his  healing  pow'r, 
Death  and  the  curfe  are  known  no  more  ; 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boaft 
More  bkfTin^s  than  their  father  loft, 


HTMN    XCVIL        3$3 

S  Let  ev'ry  creature  rife  and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  our  King  ; 
Angels  defcend  with  fongs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  long  Aracn. 

Hymn    XCVIL     Common  Metre. 

Matt,  xviii.  20.    I  Tim.  iii.  15.    Pfalm  cxxxii.  5,  &c« 

1  TVTO  fleep  nor  flamber  to  his  eyes, 
X%l       Good  David  would  afford, 
Till  he  had  found  below  the  fkies 

A  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

2  The  Lord  in  Sion  plac'd  his  name, 

His  ark  was  fettled  there  : 
To  Sion  the  whole  nation  came, 
To  worfhip  thrice  a  year. 

3  But  we  have  no  fuch  lengths  to  go, 

Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 
Where'er  thy  faints  afTemble  now, 
There  is  a  houfe  for  God. 

4  Arife,  O  King  of  Grace,  arife, 

And  enter  to  thy  reft  ; 
Lo  !  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes> 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  bleft. 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

Thy  Spirit  and   thy  word  ; 

All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 

Could  noj&ch  grace  afford. 

6  Here,  rnigr^yGod,  accept  our  vows, 

Here  let  thy  praife  be  fpread  ; 
Blefs  the  provifions  of  thy  houfe, 
And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign? 

Let  God's  anointed  fhine  j. 
Ha 


354    HTMN    XCVIII,  XCIX. 

Jufticc  and  truth  his  court  maintain 

Willi  love  and  pow'r  divine. 
3  Here  let  him  hold  a  lading  throne, 

And  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Frefh  honours  (hall  adorn  his  crown, 

And  fhame  confound  his  foes. 

Hymn    XCVIII.     Long  Metre. 

Eph.  v.  19,  20.    zThef.  i.  7.     Pfalm  xcvii.  5. 

1  T  TE  reigns,  the  Lord  the  Saviour  reigns  ' 
jLjL    Praife  him  in  evangelic!:  ftrains  ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  in  fongs  rejoice, 

And  dirlant  iflands  join  their  voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  counfels,  and  unknown  ; 
But  grace  and  truth  fupport  his  throne  ; 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  way  furround, 
Juftice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo  he   comes, 
Shakes  the  wide  earth  and  cleaves  the  tombs  I 
Before  him  burns  devouring  ere, 

The  mountains  melt,  the  fea3  retire. 

4  His  enemies,   with  fore  difmay, 

Fly  from  the  fight,  and  fhun  the  day  ; 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  faints,  on  high, 
And  fing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 

Hymn   XCIX.     Long  Metre. 

Pfalm  ix.  10. 

1  O  ING  to  the  Lord,  who  Ad  proclaims 
|^    His  various,  and  his  faving  names  j 

O  may  they  not  be  heard  alone, 
But  by  our  fure  experience  known  ! 

2  The  great   Jehovah  be  ador'd, 
Th'  eternal,  all-fufficient  Lotd  ; 

He  through  the  world  mod  high  confefs'J, 
By  whom  'twas  form'd,  and  is  poJTcfs'd. 


HYMN    C.  355 

\  Awake  pur  nobleft  pow'rs,,  to  blefs 
The  God  of  Abra'm,  God  of  peace  ; 
Now  by  a  dearer  title  known, 
Father  and  God  of  Chrift,  his  Son, 

4  Through  ev'ry  age   his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  his  fervants*  pray'r  ; 
Nor  can  one  humble  foul  complain, 
That  he  has  fought  his  God  in  vain, 

-  What  unbelieving  heart  mail  dare 
In  whifpers  to  fuggeft  a  fear, 
While  itill  he  owns  his  ancient  name  I 
The  fame  his  pow'r,  his  love  the  fame. 

6  To  thee  our  fouls  in  faith  arife, 
To  thee  we  lift  expecting  eyes  ; 
And  boldly  through  the  defert  tread  : 
For  God  will  guard,  where  God  mall  lead. 

Hymn    C.     Common  Metre. 

Pfalm  xxxv.  2. 

1  Q  ALVATION  !   O   melodious  found 
fc3     rfo  wretched  dying  men  : 
Salvation,  that  from  God  proceeds, 

And  leads  to  God  again  ! 

2  Refcu'd  from  hell's  eternal  gloom, 

From  fiends  and  fire  and  chains  % 
RaiVd  to  a  paradife  of  blifs, 
Where  love  with  glory  reigns  ! 

3  But  Oh  !   may  a  degen'rate  fou?? 

Sinful  and  weak  as  mine, 
Prefume  to  raife  a  trembling  ey€ 
To  bleffings  fo  divine  ? 

4  The  luftre   of  fo   bright  a  fcene 

My  feeble  heart  o'erbcars  ; 
And  unbelief  almoft  perverts 
The  promife  into  tears, 


356  HYMN    CI. 

5  My  Saviour  God,  no  voice  but  thine 

Thefe  dying  hopes  can  raife  ; 
Speak  thy  falvation  to  my  foul, 
And  turn  its  tears  to  praife. 

6  My  Saviour  God,  this  broken  voice 

Tranfported,  fhall  proclaim, 

And  call  on  all  th*  angelick  harps 

To  found  fo  fweet  a  name. 

Hymn    CI.     Particular  Metre. 

Pfalm  xlv.  3,  4, 

1  T     OUD  to  the  Prince  of  Heav'n 

I  a     Your  cheerful  voices  raife  ; 
To  him  your  vows  be  giv'n, 
And  fill  his  courts  with  praife. 
With  confcious  worth, 
All  clad  in  arms, 
All  bright  in  charms,. 
He  falli'es  forth. 

2  Gird  on  thy  conqu'ring  fword3 

Afcend  thy  mining  car, 
And  march,  almighty  Lord, 
To  wage  thine  holy  war  : 
Before  his  wheels, 
In  glad  furprife, 
Ye  vallie^  rife, 

And  fink  ye  hills. 

3  Fair  truth,  and  fmiling  love, 

And  injur'd  righteoufnefs, 
In  thy  retinue  move, 

And  feek  from  thee  redrefs  : 
Thou  in  their  caufe 
Shall  profp'rous  ride, 
And  far  and  wide 
Difpenfe  thy  laws* 


HTMN   CII.  3§7 

4  Before   thine   awful  fac© 
Millions  of  foes  mall  fall* 
The  captives  of  thy  grace, 

That  grace  which  conquers  alL  ' 
The  world  fhall  know, 
Great  King  of  kings, 
What  wond'rous  things 
Thine  arm  can  do. 

5.  Here  to  my  willing  foul 

Bend  thy  triumphant  way  | 
Here  ev'ry  foe  control, 

And  all  thy  pow'r  difplay, 
My  heart,  thy  throne? 
Bleft  Jefus  fee, 
Bows  low  to  thee, 
To  thee  alone. 

Hymn  CII.     Long  Metre. 

Pfalm  cvii.  31. 

1  "^7"E  fens  of  men,    with  joy  record, 

X     The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  let  his  pow'r  and  goodnefs  found 
Through  all  your  tribes  the  world  around. 

2  Let  the  high  Heav'ns  your  fongs  invite, 
Thofe  fpacious  fields  of  brilliant  light  ; 
Where  fun,  and  moon,  and  planets  roll, 
And  liars  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Sing  earth,  in  verdant  robes  array'd, 

Its  herbs  and  flow'rs,  its  fruit  and  made  j 
Peopl'd  with  life  of  various  forms, 
Fiflies,  and  fowls,  and  beafts,  and  worms. 

4  View  the  broad  fea's  majeftkk  plains, 
And  think  how  wide  its  Maker  reigns  ; 
That  band  remoter!  nations  joins, 

And  on  each  wave  his  goodnefs  fhine.^ 


358  HYMN    CI1I. 

5  But,  O  that  brighter  world  ajbove, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  love  ! 
■God's  only  Son  in  flefli  array'd, 

Fon  man  a  bleeding  vi&im  made. 

6  Thither,  my  foul,  with  rapture  foar  ; 
There  in  the  land  of  praife  adore  : 
This  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue, 
Demands  a  never-ending  fong. 


Hymn  CHI.     Common  Metre. 

Pfalm  cxix.  9. 

1  TNDULGENT  God,  with  pitying  eyes, 
X      The  fans  of  men  lurvey, 

And  fee  how  youthful  iinners  fport 
In  a  deftruc\ive  way. 

2  Ten  thoufand  dangers  lurk  around, 

To  bear  them  to  the  tomb  ; 
Each  in  an  hour  may  plunge  them  dowc 
Where  hope  can  never  come. 

3  Reduce,  O  Lord,  their  wand'ring  minds, 

Amus'd   with  airy  dreams, 
That  heav'nly  wifdom  may  difpei 
Their  vilionary   fchemes. 

4  With  holy   caution  may  they  walk, 

And  be  thy  word  their  guide, 
Till  each,  the  defert  fafely  pafs'd, 
On  Sion's  hill  abide. 


FINIS. 


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